Mystery

Taciturn, murky but young
Onto you my temptations flung
Reckless I act, unknowing the fact
Wherefore they leave you unstrung
Merrily I bring the joy,
To please you with sheen my boy
But words fail, faith ails,
Slithering in mystery I lie

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GOHIL48's picture

nice one:)

nice one:)

Neha's picture

hey thanks.....

hey thanks.....


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allets's picture

Words Do Not Fail Here

~~~words fail, faith ails~~~ what wonderous writing - Lady A