Did I drag you in?
Inside my inn, you sojourned.
A whole new world, meaningless to all.
But to you, it was your all.

Not exactly ordinary.
On the contrary;
Just the opposite.
Running around like the gender I wasn't born to.

You were fascinated.
I was opinionated.
Yet, you seemed interested.
And born not to be over-ruled.

Like Shakespeare, my writings were romance.
Unlike Wordsworth, my thoughts weren't.
You tried to change that, like a menace.
I laughed, but your will power I saw.

You assured me,
That love I will find.
I told you let it be,
And that I was fine.

Into your world, you dragged me in.
A poet at heart,
A character in the making,
A world I kept tightly in my heart.

You were the sweetest;
Among the rest.
Yet, you were the youngest;
Among all of them.

My weakness, you witness.
Did I frighten you?
No! I think not.
You are still here.

So, thank you My Secret Keeper for your concern.
Now what do I give you in return?

-Doey