Poems from SS61893
Constant ruminating, its recirculating.
I look at you, while my mind seems to be illuminating
From the watchers eye, you know nothing,
Yet...
To the soul that holds my heart
Today, we stop to recognize,
How beautiful you are.
How gentle and soft spoken.
How radiant your star...
Abandoned.
My eyes glued for so long I couldn't see, blinding everything, this enchantment…but now entrapment.This cycle seems to not fade...