Wait it’s not that deep
Breath on my ear
Whispering words
Fallaciously or even
Just to tease
Wait it’s not that deep
Surface connection
Take it brick by brick
Tongue on my ear
Flames are to lick
Illusory notes
At the back of my neck
Questions answered
When the heat settles down
Emotions are high
In the heart and the mind
Claims to be something
Romantic reminds me of
Sitting at the edge of a fountain
Feet dangling in the water
Reaching over with definite
Prattle tickling my ears
Handling fears
Wait it’s not that deep
Let the spark stoke the fire
Strike the match on the grit
Of my heart unpredictable
Moments in charge
Let the surface enrage
What the depth could engrave
© GÄ
Poétique 