I remain motionless as I look at you. You have a way with me that's quite difficult to understand. You're the one I allow to correct me.
"Do you look my way?" I wonder. I know you don't, but you have me confused. I'm intrigued. Your antics keep my mind racing.
What are you making me feel?
You're a mystery, a mystery I would like to solve. Your side profile is becoming far too recognizable. Look at me for once please.
But you won't.
You'll remain a mystery to me. I know deep down I want to know. I can't help myself but be interested. Your way caused that, and I am doomed.
Mystery of mine, what goes through your mind? What do you feel? I want to know. Please, let me in.
Mystery called you, don't confuse me.
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Some Thoughts of The Vulnerable Mind
PoesíaHello! This I think will be a book about random thoughts and things that come to mind. I was hoping for my writer debut to be the book I've writing, but I just wanted to write this, so there goes my first plan. Be patient please, well who might re...
