my mind doesnt even dare
to know
why it is you care
its always the same
your little game
My heart doesnt skip a beat
when forced to meet
if i am juliet
romeo you must be
who poisions me
before i even have a chance
to give the world one last glance
I could see you as a song writer.
ReplyDeleteSongs are like poems and you've got that skill nailed to the wall.
This would be a beautiful song.