Your Thoughts Of Me…

Your words, your weapons, your choice of swords.

Your thoughts untrue, their shadowy cast.

Your love for me distilled in poison.

Smoke filled wondering of who I am.

I’ll stay right there, I’ll never leave.

That thought of who, you thought of me.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s