Something different

That Girl

She looks on
carefully unwrapping me
picking apart my layers
each ones comes easier
as she gets her feel for it
I'm excited now
watching her grace
cautious to not expose too much
but yet I hope she does
for I haven't been gazed upon
or unraveled in years
and her intensity chills my spine
I imagine her in my head
piecing through my maze
But I remain one step ahead
leaving a trail to follow
she challenges my quiet thoughts
and whispers what she knows
I wonder if she lies
leaving me more confused
I try to do the same
and peal her outer shell
But she is like a wall
reflecting all my advances
I hold my head in shame
for questing for her gate

Jeremy Kobany 9/20/2005