The thing
I hate
Most is
Being read
Around the
World and
Never heard
Trust me
I don’t
Care about
The likes
I care
About you
Shall we
Not dance
And explore
The other
Shall we
Not expose
Reach other
Be it
Between lust
And affection
Can’t we
Just be
Us now
I live
In a
World of
Crazy and
There and
Only there
Do I
See myself
It’s there
In my
Own reflection
Do I
See myself
In espresso
In the
Morning and
Tucked in
At night
Am I
The most
Popular I
Think not
But to
You I
Am.
Tell me
Do you
Wish to
Inspire me
What have
You done
Or failed
To do
I’m not
Some wayside
When everything
Else fails
Don’t you
Understand it’s
Me just
Me and
Always me
I’m nothing
Without you
You the
Readers the
Ones that
Set sail
On words
Can’t we
Just you
And I
Enjoy a
Paddle once
About the
Lake can’t
We pause
And reflect
For one
Delectable moment
One second
Or a
Minute what
We mean
The lake
And the
Trees and
The flowers
And the
Bees a
Symphony of
Life and
There in
The pause
I shall
Reach for
You and
Know then
You’re mine
