This poem needs some help formatting wise. The content is good. Not that original, but good.
My identity will remain a mystery, Left for you to wonder.
I will become apparent in due time, The game is what you crave.
Navigating the dark is what we do best.
Showing only shadows.
Giving nothing away, Yet, completely involved.
You are the worst thing for me, But I keep running back.
I’ve become addicted, Your taste on my lips.
I want to hold your hand.
I need to feel your touch.
I want to breathe in your life; Giving me a feel of what you are.
I cannot take it. You are all I think about.
The game has worked, You played it well.
My heart is yours.
Much easier to read. Cleaner and quicker. Also, remember to capitalize your 'I's.
Nice, not that original, but nice.
~Drama
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