TURNING TABLES

I can feel you Slinking around In my periphery You’re waiting For me to search My surroundings To find the cause Of my unease You’re loving Every second Of my discomfort But… My apprehension Isn’t real I am playing To your fantasy I secretly delight In being the one That’ll expose The terrors You’ve planned…

AFFAIR WITH A LUNATIC

So I found a blog the other day that caught my eye for its beautiful layout.  And then I noticed the poetry and fell in love.  I hope every blogger goes to pay her a visit! She started this poem off and after another blog I read yesterday it seems to be a common theme…