Tuesday, April 27, 2010

O.N.L.Y. Y.O.U.

No sheen, No shine.
No glam, No sham.
No glimmer, No gloss.
No candy floss.
No layers, No hides.
No faces, No sides.
No twists, No turns.
No plots, No games.
When you think it's time,
For you to be mine.
Let go-of all your hues.
Come to me as only you.
If you can’t be you,
If you can’t be true,
Baby walk away.
Maybe I will see you some other day.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ooooh! I like that!

Witness said...

@Princess:thankyou:)

Witness said...

@fjr:i like u like:)

Noir´ said...

I likeee so much your style!!

I'll wait around for more poems I can use as inspiration at my blog

hopee you see mine too

http://seicheblancetnoir.blogspot.com

Witness said...

Thx K'.glad you could connect.

Mo said...

I'll save this one

Witness said...

Mo:)u flatter me:)thx!

zubin said...

I dont know what to comment. It actually took me back to the Pageant of Poems days. :)

Witness said...

thx Zubin:)

Passport Stamps said...

This is beautifully written. Cool blog.

Witness said...

@Thx Afrika..glad you could connect.

Witness said...

Thx tagskie:)

ശ്രീകുമാര്‍ കരിയാട്‌ said...

immversification of desire !

YoungNovember said...

Going to follow your blog, love your writing style :)

Witness said...

Thx YoungNovember:)

Dianeism said...

Love this one! Poetry is so beautiful, and under-appreciated.

Witness said...

thx Dianeism:)glad you could connect.