Questions

[Zeffy]

Questions

Once upon a midnight,
someone peeked thru my window,
someone I don't know.

From then I wait,
that someone will peek,
in my window once more.

But no-one did,
not even a mouse or a cat,
then I wondered.

Who peeked thru my window?
a he, a she?
or perhaps maybe an it?

Then another question,
in my mind has popped,
I was mistified.

Why is the sky blue?
Is love really blind?
What am I doing?
Am I in my right mind?

Amelia Eerhart,
did something really happened?
At that time that you crossed,
The so-called Bermuda Triangle?

Why am I asking this?
Is this for the sake of bliss?
Or just for the hell of it?

I don't want to stop,
I want to ask more
Don't try and stop me,
or there'll be no bliss.

Thru the night,
my mind wondered,
asking all these questions,
now I'm buffed.

Now I'll stop,
and this time for real!
I'll cuddle in my bed,
and hug my bear for real!