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Blindfolded Lies

Blindfolded Lies

Severe, unspoken barrier
Separating the delusion of a safe shore
And the endless stretch of untamed sea
Will you break it for me?

Like a mouse at play
Ignorant of a tom at bay
With untouched but spoilt cheese
Help me please, come what may?

Like hands cloaked around
A man's blindfolded eyes
You'd be key to my epiphany
But a ruthless end to my reverie

Now shatter the boundary
Whisper "danger" to the callow mouse
For it is then that I begin to see
The lies that once constricted me

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Tony Taylor

Hey FLORENCE LOGARTA!!.......tnis is a VERY soul-searching type delivery.......desire vs safety's shores.......an interesting dilemma.......but one we all face.......there's something to be learned from every experience...,,,,you've got great control over your phasing and formatting......and conveying your subtle intent beautifully.......a sensual questioning well delivered!!........ALL STARS.......and......WELCOME to COSMO!!........LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo   ?

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Florence Logarta

Thank you very much Tony! I'm glad you've interpreted the poem as your own! I really look forward to posting more works here :)

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