30days30poemas#23

I fell for a poet
cradled by his lies
moved by his words
and touched by his eyes
and I couldnt keep mine off him,
though I tried
but it was like,
he stepped inside my life
Spoke directly to me
understanding my secrets
and seeing my "shallow" for its true deep...
...I mean depth
his words got my speech confused
better yet, im loosing my breath
but as a person,
I dont know what I think of him yet
See,
he broke me down with
metaphors and similies
making me think he was sent to me
cause he sees strait into me
and feels my endless need...
he invades my sleep
With no clue of who I am
Just a face in the audience
just a snap among hand claps
In actuality, its just that,
that attracts me...
he keeps lying obliviously...