You are nothing but a taste in my mouth.
A reflection of myself.
A mirrored version of me, myself, and I.
Mysterious I, Gemini,
keep talking to myself,
through the shining in his eyes.
Emerald, it's no surprise.
We are drawn to each other,
twin sisters,
floating through space.
Fickle in our ways,
we can't be blamed.
It is our nature,
to see I in You,
and You in I.
YOU ARE READING
They Want to be Heard
PoesíaA book of poems for the many different imaginary friends and characters I have. They tell me what they want to say and I write it for them. Perhaps some of you can figure out who the speaker is.
