I feel the beat running through me,
Pulsing, writhing, trying to move me,
Can't breathe as it flies from my skin,
Some hoping to soothe me.
Some grabbing my feet and making me dance,
Some pulling me into an 1800's romance,
Some flaring to life in my soul,
Some putting me in a prideful stance.
The lighter colors fill me with delight,
The darker colors are a frightful sight,
The modest colors gently pushing,
Which one do I steal to take flight?
Not stolen for long, ill put it back,
I wish I could have yours but i've got a whole stack,
A stack of my moods, music from my soul,
Maybe we'll swap, you can give me some of the personality that I lack.
Or we can add them all together as one,
We'll be two perfect people when it's done,
No more bad qualities on either of us,
Isn't making soul music fun?
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Poems of an Eccentric {My Poems}
PoetrySome of my poems.. :D My writing style varies, depending on my mood. Some are very dark, others very whimsical or spiritual. Others are just plain silly. Please vote it you like them. Enjoy! :) Note: This book is currently in the publishing process...
