A Thief Burning Leaves
Emotions are breaking me like horses now
Will I let them force me to drag their plow?
They are given control by what I allow
What I want; but will not let them disavow
Each breath I take; makes me a thief
So simple it would be; were I, a falling leaf
Combine them; I pile them,
A raking of disbelief
(A raking of disbelief)
An emotional thief
An emotional disbelief
As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief,
Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif
Not possible; from the fall's reoccurring motif
You've always been taken
My intuition, never mistaken
I've never flirt with you; because your honor; means everything to me!
No mistake about it; you're the most honorable woman, I will never see!
So every step you take towards me; another opportunity, to set this thief free
As I burn them; turning them, smoldering relief,
Preparing them for winter; as an aperitif
Not possible; from the fall's, reoccurring motif
A raking of disbelief
(A raking of disbelief)
Not possible from this recurring motif
Copyright © Anonomus Scorpio | Year Posted 2023
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