You never got this side of me.
You never found the excitement within me.
Like a flower in a breezy field.
The morning sun touches the petals lightly, waking me up.
Surviving in the autumn season fighting against any people trying to pluck me from the ground.
I thought you could attain me, but my stem is made of chains.
In the core of me lies a key.
To attain said key, you need me to need you.
You need to please me as the moon does when the night comes.
Sparkling stars or a fiery spark.
The night lasts only a few moments before you give up.
You can't reach inside to grab the key as it is too far out of your reach.
It's not for you to keep.
You'll never find me even if you reach inside to steal my heart.
Only I can choose who will and when he gets to reach for me.
Only I know when he'll unchain me.
Only he can find the key.
You'll never get that side of me.
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Maybe you understand, maybe you don't.
Have a great night :)
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Life Beneath The Words At Play
PoezjaMy poetry is only to fill blank pages. You decide how to color it in. That meaning, you can interpret the poems the way you want. I only put the words together, and you decide the rest :) Yet another poem dump for my unorganized mess that is my poe...
