Labyrinth

I am a simple complexity

Confident with myself but insecure with my love
Shallow in my talks but deep in my poems
Excited in crowds but nervous when two
So would you still want to know
The fire that breathes under my skin
The tremors that rattle my ribcage
The storm tides that rage in my head
Because my presence will haunt you
My essence will greatly entice you
Love knocks patiently at your door
Seems like no one is home

KJ šŸ‡°šŸ‡ŖāœšŸ¾

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