I sit,
One leg on another, sometimes apart
I stand,
Still, sometimes I pace about randomly.
I walk
I run
I lie down
I do all of this
And I wonder,
Wonder a lot.
Think is the word,
Reverie is what others call it.
As long as I think,
And no one can truly know what I think,
I’m a mystery
An object looked at with fascination even when loathed.
I’m a virgin
And I can never be naked.
*Featured Image Courtesy – https://in.pinterest.com
legstickplease 