Take A Walk - Poem by April Michelle
Brains and soul like a tortured wonder child,
wishes and dreams too tame to please my wild.
As half-priced paperbacks stacked on the clearance rack,
you settled to only occupy and become part of the pack.
You are intrigued by my charm, too amped by my beauty,
I can only wonder being new here, could I have just been your duty.
Agreeing to befriend, but only at night to be seen,
something seems wrong, am I too pretty, maybe just too mean.
Toying with my mind, blaming my desire to be coy,
I should ask, are you even human or just here to enjoy.
© 2010 April Michelle
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