BEYOND CURIOSITY AND CAREFULNESS
My mind is my crown, but my heart is my throne—
a princess with a past who found someone to know.
Confused by motives, 23 months of drought ended
by a person of consideration and gentleness.
Oh, those nostalgic love songs I kept avoiding—
who knew it would follow me 'til 1 in the morning?
Please, take it slow. You caught me off guard.
Let's dance carefully to avoid petty and naive wars.
I see familiar patterns that reach a stalemate,
but also receiving new treasures to appreciate.
Don't tell me we are on black-and-white tiles—
steering clear of games that took away my smile,
for a while.
I sing in silence and write from loneliness,
but you told me I was beautiful when I was at my lowest.
I have nothing to offer but calm, peace, and sincerity—
emotions are being held back until I feel stability.
There's no need to rush, it's still early,
I want to know you more in moments and memories
with a chance to love and be loved tenderly.
Walk blindly together; in slight braveness, take my hand.
Don't let me wait for cold messages, again—
just protect me if you will, but forget me if you can't.
YOU ARE READING
THE MUSE'S PAGES: dawn
PoetryThe other half of The Muse's Pages: dusk, a collection of self-written poetry about her muse.
