A quick poem from today. I have not shared a poem of mine before, but I plan to open up more with my writing. The group here has made me feel comfortable with sharing my poetry. Ironics and Elusion If only the mirror of my soul ran two ways a hand of mine would reach your window and after a look through cupped hands into your dusty headspace, I would pull upon the rusty locks with sharp glances towards the door I'd work Because I know, ready, you lurk behind Ironically You know what you want But I know you don't know a thing and I know what of me I have to give though so close you elude me unwanted it remains
Hallo!! I like this one...hm..I'm not too good at making comments, sorry..but I like it, there's something about it..I hope you'll like it here and that you'll keep on posting.. Take Care!! Luv, Cassi
