What Am I Thinking?
"What are you thinking?
No Filters" He says,
As we lay naked together,
Tangled up in his bed.
What am I thinking?
My mind is a wreck.
Like a single loose thread,
It all goes to heck.
What am I thinking?
My mind is a mess.
Then there's a stir,
Deep down in my chest.
The one constant thought,
My unfailing truth.
The me with no filters,
The one that loves you.
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I'm a new poet and I know my poems could use a lot of work. I can take critiques but not ridicule, thanks.
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