make love to my mind crawl inside darkness beckons cobweb binds, my hands and mouth come be my muse entrap me wrap me with obtuse, notions diamonds glittering snow follow me darling we'll be late for the show I have paid your fare no need for excuse just fall into my mind let me be your muse
If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried.
Now…when all the lights are out And not a fool can see. Now…when it could matter less My tongue has been set free. My imagination’s soaring I feel like I could sing. With no one here to notice My soul has taken wing. Perhaps that’s how it’s meant to be, With no audience around. Perhaps just like that fallen tree A soul still makes a sound. And so, I sing to darkness Without a single ear I whisper dreams of childhood With no one there to here. I share a smile with emptiness And fill the room with knowing That even with no eye to see My naked soul is showing. www.InnerCirclePublishing.com
This poem was great fun, your's I mean!
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