Tuesday, October 9, 2007


Doors shutting carefully
Pacing me to footsteps unheard
Dragging thy mind along with me
I'm in your head, say few words

Your pulsating mind
The silent noise in my brain
In wonderland, my thots aside
I savor the mind, of a fine dame

Astride amidst her trite yet novel thoughts
I find my name on walls etched
With joy my heart art gone nuts
Though names unknown of anoter mesh'd

As her voilent rages roar
That she realize who her intruder be
I sail the seas on broken oars
unbeknownst, her true thoughts for me.