A second inspiration by and dedication to Yasmin J. Cruz.
If it's not love, nor lust
What does compel the mind to be
So adhered towards admiration,
So attentive to your being.
I've written once before
For your entertainment no less.
To you I write again, I ask myself why?
But I find no reason, I confess.
You said my words before
Were entertaining, but not of you.
You said to write again
And I thought it sort of rude.
Though here I am, I sit and write
A compilation of simple thoughts
For you to read, for you to find
In your mind all of its flaws.
So do dare ask and I may say
I'll write again for you to read.
I do not mind if you reply
Write again, but this time of me.
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