Im Thinkin of a Master Plan
The thoughts are in my hand/my canvas is the world/i wish that they understood/that you
are more than a girl/that are divinity/more than an amenity/more than penetration/more
than sexual frustration/more like a mystery/more like a work of pure creativity/more like
an angel/ look from my angle/ its magical//I wish i was your dictator/so you wouldn't take
me lightly/seriously you seriously excite me/an truth be told/this biz gets old/this world
gets cold/i want to fold/but i keep my poker face//and steady my hand/and write a plan/of
how i will capture love in my hand/and keep it/and hide it/and watch it/and admire it/sure
fire it/seems to be/but like lightning/when will it strike// so i wait and i wonder/with
lightning comes thunder/i hear but see nothing/missing what i'm wanting/an frustration
builds like a wall//yet i plot//yet i wait// this wall becomes a fortress/this fortress a
dungeon/an i have fallen captor to my own master plan//
Copyright © Mikyle Bowie | Year Posted 2011
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