She rest her head upon the north shores
A girl who claims to love the outdoors
Where she roams spontaneity is sure to follow
Her attraction to superior is not misguided
We love what is familiar even if at times is shortsighted
But an obvious allure to the vast great expanse
One receives a similar feeling staring into her
deep blue eyes that leave you in a trance
A rhyme at times can ring so hollow
But my dedication to my craft is tough to follow
Like with any great writer each line is carefully crafted
Meticulously chosen, re written and multiples drafted
Hours spent mulling over punctuation
Whether the cadence is misplaced which would lead to humiliation
So i wondering if you're truly on the search to be my muse
or if this is simply some ruse?
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
She rest her head upon the north shores
A girl who claims to love the outdoors
Where she roams spontaneity is sure to follow
Her attraction to superior is not misguided
We love what is familiar even if at times is shortsighted
But an obvious allure to the vast great expanse
One receives a similar feeling staring into her
deep blue eyes that leave you in a trance
A rhyme at times can ring so hollow
But my dedication to my craft is tough to follow
Like with any great writer each line is carefully crafted
Meticulously chosen, re written and multiples drafted
Hours spent mulling over punctuation
Whether the cadence is misplaced which would lead to humiliation
So i wondering if you're truly on the search to be my muse
or if this is simply some ruse?