Out of Reach
I like to be the mouse
That the kitten chases
I like to be the hider
You long to seek.
I want to be the mystery
You will die to expose.
If I can be your mouse
If I can find a place to hide
If can remain a mystery
Out of reach I will be
And you
Will forever want me.
Copyright © Cindy James | Year Posted 2006
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