Poetry / Maze of her Mind

Maze of Her Mind

A world of wonder all in a
single mind.
Some perfect mind that I find myself
drawn to like a moth to a flame.
Her splendid mind filled with all the
wonders that make me love her.

Yet there is always something more to
her then just her mind.
A way she looks at me with her loving eyes
they see right through me.
And as she stands there staring at me
I find myself held within that gaze.

But could it be that there is so much
more to her?
A simple thing that becomes so complex
that I am lost in it’s maze.
The maze of her mind that keeps me wandering,
not lost but always back to her.

She is a world of wonder that puzzles me with
it’s splendor.
And always keeps me wandering within the maze
of it’s perfection.
So that I wander back to the flame that draws
me back to her.

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