Tuesday, December 16, 2008


I am a mystery to you
I hide around corners and behind doors
I know you like a book
But you don't know me

I keep myself a secret
Deliciously puzzling
All the questions you
Want answers to
Are out of reach
Unless I choose to
Reveal myself

The sky is dark above us
The trees shaky and dry
Like my insides
The pigeons on the street
Are oblivious to my footsteps
As I run behind you
In the night.

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