Composed 9/28/13
Description: One that’s been in my possession a few weeks or so, but just polished today.
You don’t notice my gaze
Filling with notes
Hording them like love letters
Deft and swift strokes
On my mind’s notebook
Stuffed into the depths
Never to be found
For my conclusions
So ominous
Rejection so ready on your tongue
The poison to seep into the air of our meetings
My stare wavers
Off to new sights
Though my mind stays steady
Wondering
Curious
Do with it what you wish
It’s just a match
Lying in the road
A potential
Ignore it
Or catch my stare
Look into my eyes
And tell me your heart
And I will tell you mine
Scraps of Paper 