You Don’t Know Me

© 2008 B. Clary

You don’t love me; Infatuate
You kind of like what you can’t hate.

I make you crazy; Asinine
My hips curvaceous, lips divine.

You don’t know me; Brilliant
How strong I am, resilient.

I make you laugh; Hilarious
My unmatched wit, precarious.

You want to touch; Forbidden
I am mysteriously hidden.

You want to keep me; Possession
I am but an obsession.

You can’t have me; Property
Can’t handle my ferocity.

I’ll walk away, take a good look
That ends your chapter in my book

– Clary


Published by sarcasticallycynical

Hmm! Let's see.I live in Texas born to two human parents (According to my birth certificate) and have three siblings that are nothing like me. I'm an artist and writer. I've lived a lot and learned a lot in my short life and although I lean more towards the pessimistic there is always room to change my sometimes too small tainted heart ;p

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