Warped into the Rorschach
Simple and so serene
Sultry breathes
As the air crevices this skin
Living a day in joy
As I flow within this grace
The Rorschach becomes my sanitaria
Smiling ever so gracefully
Never render me crazy
For I am not who you think
Just equipped with love and affection
And honesty and care
Placing my heart in the Rorschach
As simple, As real as it can be
Flying high above it’s blotting skies
Never having the fear of heights again
Will you be side by side with me?
About Me
- Shriekspear
- I am a poet who loves the art of poetry. It is the breath to my lungs. The pulse to my heart. The adventure to my mind. I write in many different ways. Many different thoughts, Feelings and creativity.
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