Riddles me this riddle me that
firstly defined by God, then redefined by man
a need, a want, a yearning, a fascination
That makes the heart crave what the mind doesn’t understand.
were a being becomes a possession
Riddles me this riddle me that
Accept it for what it is or what u think it should be
as its conflicts with bliss on the brink of what could be
A beautiful association proceeding to procreation
preceded by confusion succeeded in Institution
From an abstract perspective I’d swear it didn’t exist
just a four letter word that probably started with a kiss
just a lingering fondness with lustful emphasis
Some say it’s bliss, truth be told, I have no clue what it is
Riddles me this riddle me that
Take a guess at what im uttering about?
Take a Guess
Conjured by Mr.L.A.N.K.A at 1:27 PM
Tags: ClueLessReality, Poems, Randomness
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