Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2017
this is irrational. in mathematics, the human reasoning - there will always be some sort of radical fallacy shoved into the equation. you. you sir, are what i call irrational. i can't lie when i say that i'm quite fond over how tall you stand, like a mountain. like a king. you don't rule the valleys and praries of your people, but you've found power along capalliries and veins. this box jutting irregularly in my chest is what you rule. i could construct motes and bridges and stone castle walls to keep you from getting in, but i can't deny i've always wanted to be a queen. your queen. i've never wanted so badly to rule your world. to take the throne and call you mine.
it's june 2017 and i wrote this in march of 2015. wowie!
Lisa Benson
Written by
Lisa Benson
  2.9k
         Elizabeth, midnight sun, Rianna, Aurora, --- and 36 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems