Will I Ever Learn
Her face so bright;
no offence, a welcoming light.
Drawing me in, so close, so close.
Too close? Maybe.. my guard arose.
I must be wary with my mind.
Take notice of its constructive hell.
Cautious I must be, and do not bind
my heart to a living cell.
Copyright © James Whaling | Year Posted 2015
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