Ask 16: Piece Back Together the Jigsaw of your Mind.

Piece back together the jigsaw of your mind.
You’ll be surprised at what’s left there to find.
Lost unfound, grounded in reality,
The truth wouldn’t mean so much to me.
As it does now since you set me free,
Free of my bondage to this realm

One last kiss before those lips i miss
An eternity and who knows more
What is it all for? What is it for?
Open up the doors and walk freely in this place.

Always looking back
Over your shoulder
Your only wasting time
Your asking me to kiss your skin,
Well baby, you kiss mine

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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