DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO MAKE
Do not know what to make
You have stared at me
With the same adore
I have looked at you
So why is it then?
That just of a sudden
You vanish,
And struggle to avoid
veracity?
Is it real?
Or is it my imagination?
But all the time you were here,
You stared at my eyes,
Looking for subjugation?
I still can not make you
Or even resolve
What kind of blood
Runs in our vessels¡
Yet all can discover
That you are in deny…
Of all that we feel.
The best is to share
A moment of peace
An instant of play
A second of joy.