TattletalesA Poem by TheWriterEspresso brown tattletales, Portal of feelings, Allow you to access to the person buried Deep inside a protective shell.
What do you see? Truths that have been repressed? Is my disguise foiled?
Permitting you to glimpse Can be worrisome, Leaving a window to see encoded error. Naked, with nowhere to hide.
When you look in, Nakedness doesn’t concern me, Gazing into your core, I see a similar timidness.
Take what given, Juxtapose feelings, Equals identical outcomes.
With such parallel desires, What is there to fear? © 2012 TheWriterReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2012 Last Updated on March 2, 2012 AuthorTheWriterNYAboutI live in upstate NY. I enjoy reading and writing, music (playing, singing, and listening), and watching movies. more..Writing
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