I expose myself for your pleasure
and I create for mine
we crash together in colorful measures
a chaos that's oh so divine
but you pull the puppets strings tight
I dance for you how you like
I have no control
You own my soul
in your stories which you take delight
I'm helpless
what a mess
I have to adore you
Until you write more you
stop
hanging in the air
a few readers watched me dance
but still you don't care
the chapters lost,
ideas scrapped,
a new romance
has taken your mind
until we meet again my friend
delete the words, rewind
