I scribble my thoughts
On the desk
Ones that I failed
To express
You sit diagonally
Next to me
You are the only thing
That I see
And when you turn
You see her ,
Not me
Still you'll be
My only attraction
Baby, you are
My Diagonal Distraction !
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Burning The Cold
PoetryIt's been cold outside & it's warmth could never be defined ...
Diagonal Distraction
I scribble my thoughts
On the desk
Ones that I failed
To express
You sit diagonally
Next to me
You are the only thing
That I see
And when you turn
You see her ,
Not me
Still you'll be
My only attraction
Baby, you are
My Diagonal Distraction !