• rachelwritez 10w

    The Mystery

    She's not a still river
    on the banks of which you find peace.
    She might burn you or freeze you to death.

    Do not near her,
    For her darkness might consume you.
    Stay afar, stay at light.

    She is made up of broken pieces of glasses
    Sharp edgy thorns and
    everything that pricks .

    She's intense and full of passion
    She grabed your attention at first site,
    Didn't she ?
    As you just start to unravel her mystery
    She casts spell on you,
    And you keep adoring
    how beautiful her eyes her.

    There she paves your path towards obsession
    She's cruel or maybe she's
    just unaware of her eccentricity