Your charisma in the morning
Wraps me on a leash
I've been around 505
Thinking 'bout your hazel eyes
Reciprocating what happened the night before you become my muse,
Your eyes flickered and touched,
A new shade of blue comes creeping in
You're so handsome,
So mysterious stumbling in,
But I know that wrapped around me
I've got you, even if you couldn't reimagined,
-L
YOU ARE READING
Poetry in disguise
PuisiSomewhere wrapped between your words, My thoughts beholden emerge, Somewhere false in the darkness I became the muse to your show -Laura Martinez
