Undoubtedly,
her sweetest one.
Whose arms she feels ever so safe around
Imparts love which others only dream about
Her being is his fantasy
His love is plain for all to see
Pure and sincere
He’s moved her,
She fears.
From Castles in the air
To skipping through the creeks
Yet her heart is never still
For she always seeks
Adventures and Novelty
Is her notoriety,
Agony, and ecstasy.
Once held down
In due time
Again off she goes’
Ever emotional
Never intentional
Keeps him on his toes
Unable to?
Unwilling to?
Unstable too.
Her love she fears
Is flammable.
Forget her will you?
If only she could of you, too.
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Quote of the day:
“You inspire me to write bad poetry.”
-M.Wong-
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