Wondrances
Llew, you inspired me to write some more of my thoughts in poetry :)
What are you, my timelord want?
Sometimes I think I’m blind; Blind
To what I want from you.
Lying there, I watch you sleep.
Is this the man I want to keep?
I have no answers save my smile
But smiles mislead even me.
You don’t bring out my tears
Yet I’m a porcelain doll, a child of glass.
I lie there still, cursing vanity:
Your personal Swarovski.
Isn’t that all that bars me in?
I’d take the sign you plaster on your door
And brand my heart ‘Asleep’.
Could you hurt me just to wake me up?
Or shall I drown in flattery,
Though I welcome it so?
Your truths consume and confuse
Do I love, or do I use?
Am I bound to thoughts of you
Or the thoughts you have created?
What are you, my timelord want?
Sometimes I think I’m blind; Blind
To what I want from you.
Lying there, I watch you sleep.
Is this the man I want to keep?
I have no answers save my smile
But smiles mislead even me.
You don’t bring out my tears
Yet I’m a porcelain doll, a child of glass.
I lie there still, cursing vanity:
Your personal Swarovski.
Isn’t that all that bars me in?
I’d take the sign you plaster on your door
And brand my heart ‘Asleep’.
Could you hurt me just to wake me up?
Or shall I drown in flattery,
Though I welcome it so?
Your truths consume and confuse
Do I love, or do I use?
Am I bound to thoughts of you
Or the thoughts you have created?