I have always loved to read a mind,
even though the thoughts don't always unfold and unwind.
the things i have begun to formulate,
may not be in the correct state,
therefore, i can only speculate about what to believe.
when i look into your eyes, i'm not looking for shapes and size.
no physical shadow or space, something my mental tastebuds can taste.
to devour unto you; and study misshapen things about you.
to try and find something to work through.
honestly, so i can find a way to talk to you.
merely, so i can get to know you.
to see if what i speculate is in the correct state.
