Ever WonderedA Poem by "Fanatical Dreamer"She'll sit in an office rocking from side to side, whenever she gets an irritable feeling inside. Figures would make her mind turn cold, Whereas an essay would add food to her soul. Some may use the word naive to describe her, As she willfully acts in a childish behavior.
As she sometimes elegantly utters extravagant words. A house full of people won't always excite her, As her spouse is all she may need to entice her. Her imagination is beyond her control, She’ll fantasize about stories yet to unfold. She's as sensitive as a moth to the light, She can easily tell when something isn't right. Classical music makes her quiver, A Dramatic movie would her mind trigger. She's creative She's persuasive She's a weirdo She doesn't care though Is it because she's a woman of the Arts?
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