Monday, September 19, 2011

Poetic Relationship

Poetic relationship
One, two, three.
You call me beautiful,
 as you sip your tea.

You are incredibly sweet
yet I find myself fighting the urge to flee.
Finding it arduous to become too devoted
So emotionally branding was he.

The hours spent with you
momentarily filled my spirit with glee.
Though when you leave,
Mystification is all that resides in me.

Though timid to start anew,
This is what I see...
An extensive affair,
and maybe one day, I'll be the bird to your bee.

Poetic relationship
One, two, three.
Poetic relationship
Doh, ray, me.

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