things called you

opinions are changing

demands remaining

inside it’s raining

clouds in your eyes

 

little voice says

I’ve got a better idea

body snaps to attention

with a buzz in the mind

 

these things called you

are all around me

they’ve gotten inside me

there’s one thing to do

 

I can make you happy

I make it snappy

there’s more energy

held in reserve

 

dozen questions

appear where there were none

myriad suggestions

calm them down

 

these things called you

always outnumber me

I keep you busy while

I feel things through

 

these things called you

encircle enchant me

I always surrender

when you shoot first

◄ Posing

The family you don't have ►

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