And I lie because
its easy too – fool self
Others
I ain’t moss nor an oak
Still I lie,
Because its easy too
I wear tiger skin
But am scared,
and hides within
secrets unfold,
In breasts unseen,
Lips unheard,
Never kissed:
I lie,
as I am scared
of being- what
you want me to be?
Turmoil would assume
Shapes and distances
To maketh thee a lover
A war would initiate
Within self, from thoust
hiding and curtail fear
moisten thy heart
with deep emotions
thus unsung, unfound..”
you make me look so small with your writings….. but its good i like your comment please do more.. thanks again. 🙂