Dawdle through the shelves adorned
I’m looking for a certain book
Sadly, I remain unwarned
Time has passed without a look
Rarely, do I tend to rest
Around this time, I’m never free
Certain, as the sun does set
The pages grab ahold of me
Instead, I watch the world unfold
Offer them my eyes to see
Noise, to flee reality
About the Creator
Lisa H
I'm learning to be wildly inappropriate, ridiculous, needy - and alive.
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