Poems from Ladylynx
There are some things I just knowThoughts come fast and thoughts come slowEvery thought of you twists into meLove's everlasting agony...
You are the cartographerAnd I, the compass roseYour maps show where we've already beenBut there are other places still to go
You might know...
I guess I'm somewhat used to thisIt's normal, more or lessThe games that we don't know we playAre really just a test
You're somewhat of a...
Drip-drip, pitter-patterA steady pace to punctuate a thoughtTurns to a down-pour with a crack of thunderAnd a single thought becomes a roar...
Why not speak?Direct my thoughts in a linear wayWhy hold back the truth in me?The cacophony of things I need to say
This empty space that...