JOTS

An ambiguous delight,
With concentrated years,
Of intuitive balance,
Educated in separate spheres,
Shhh!
Rat ears,
Sneaking peaking,
Won’t leave it alone,
Lurking private eye,
Watching without lie,
Won’t apologize,
Guarded deep down,
A flower in bloom,
Never got jaded,
Nothings faded,
Full spark on,
If you’re real in presence,
You may witness the mind dance,
A fly over into ever moment,
The day God sewed the pearl,
Into the mind of the girl,
I call Jewel Of The South.
FenniganT 7/27/10