say then said

i decided to say what had already been said

but darlin something comes over me

and i can't explain these feelings 

letting me loose while reining me in

i'm living with a house of mirrors in my head

and they're all reflecting you

you can hold it and you can draw it

as far as your imagination can go

one inferno after the other and

you're holding the matches

you can lose yourself in the glass

find your mind moving too fast

try to catch up

try to grab a hold

you're as elusive as a wayward feather

but then i say what has already been said

and i come over you

Reviews

[WindSong]

A beautiful poem and well composed with vivid imagery and intense delivery.

WindSong

[AnnaMariaQQss]

Smiles by the millions from the words you've written here! What a fine man you are!