YOU like anyone so fascinating
by unknowns like me, like any
lovely heart — woman, I’m a fashion
like Nations that die. A fascination
uninvited: my simple craving
dies each moment and crumbles life.
Detection through you, instrument
of my mind, my stoic dancing
burning inside you. And you, your not
alone but expected. You dream like mind,
a released creativity across
my uncharted territory, so intriguing.
And strangely I’m so excited
but i know I’m within
that circle of your uninvited life
an unexpected life.
:: 11-03-2014 ::
