I exist between the spaces that bind your thoughts
A presence that remains relevant through triggers
Siphoned through your mental lapse,
Failed to categorize me on the landscape
That is your mind.
Two islands, we are, independent in our dependence;
All I write of you, is a single line, just the way you like…
Verses illustrate the sequence my thoughts are attuned to
Affection, Feelings I hide; fear or caution, relative
I only hope the way I make you feel comes close
To how you make me feel.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Art by: ryky