Her Thoughts
Inconsistency leads to so many questions
Will I ever receive an honest confession?
Secret stalking seems to be one of your obsessions
Why am I treated like one of your possessions?
Affection you portray, I’ll met with my rejection
Is your belief based on love my secret election
Are thoughts in my mind guided in that direction
Feelings by design for closer inspection
When I mention my dreams you seem to snicker
And a polite introjection pulls a certain trigger
Untitled our story still remains
As I burn this ink into this page
Soaking past pages in the sea
Watching them sink while shyness flees
To one day destroy your demon and mine
Draw me closer as two hearts entwine
Under the sweet warmth of a new dawn sun
As our souls intertwine there is no reason to run
Our opalescent lives have just begun
Burning to our core there is now fire in our eyes
Let the cleansing rain fall from the skies
Like a Phoenix we will rise in recital
Sing a song I don’t want to title
(My rewrite of a poem called Jinxed)
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