Okay, I really don't know about it, it needs something, perhaps the vocabulary isn't all there?
I will ponder at your feet,
I will answer yes, when you request.
Agreeing with your perceptions,
All that you aspire,
Is all that i want too.
Vile to the outside. . .
perhaps to me too.
I put all of my dreams in a box,
Protected, hidden, from me.
And from you.
They are shy for now.
That two by two space is bursting at the seams,
zealous and true.
No preconceptions, no judgements
quite unlike you.
You sicken me really, call me conceited.
Now i am finished in the shadows
I am emerging stripped of my lies.
You were never that important. . .
Convenient for a while.