Lingering near.
The shadow of perception.
Was it just a hug?
Or was it something more.
A bond between two friends?
Or a lover's blinding show.
You say she's just a friend.
And I would believe you,
But for the shadow in my mind.
It cries a warning,
Are you a chameleon in disguise?
Are you a pure white flower?
Or a wing from nature's hand,
Having gleaned your colors from the neighbors generous land.
Shall I despise you?
Shall I love you?
I suppose I shall only suspect.
For I do not know you,
I only have my guess.
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Pieces of My Puzzled Heart
PoetryIt's a collection of my poetry. One of the main presiding topics is the idea of darkness, but there are also other things that are happier. I don't really know what to say other than that. Oh wait. My book is totally AWESOME and you should READ IT(l...
