Beauty that has me stuck like glue,
I'm unable to travel,
Not even if I wanted too,
It's you I can't unravel,
You're the message I can't decode,
The walls that have me trapped,
You're meaning's something I can't hold,
My resources are tapped,
My love's a sweet enigma,
A code I cannot break,
And thought I've now a stigma,
I'm free for her to take,
An open book's old history,
A closed one is a mystery.
PuzzleA Poem by B L BushongA romantic little sonnet-like poem that I wrote for one reason or another. I can't really remember... :P© 2008 B L BushongAuthor's Note
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Added on June 10, 2008 AuthorB L BushongParagould, ARAboutI'm 18 years old, I've been writing since I was about twelve, my favorite authors include Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde, and George R. R. Martin, among others. more..Writing
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