Member Poem

I.
I self-express through short lived whims
The last few sips of a coffee
The sting of a papercut
The hidden rainbow after a storm
Like these fleeting moments
The drifter soul inside me attempts to escape
Leaving my follower struggling to catch up

II.
You chalk up my unusual ways as a mystery
My words, thoughts, and actions only known to me
I sometimes hate the way I leave you wondering
(Like the cliffhanger at the end of a novel)

III.
But you assure me
With your smile like the Cheshire Cat
You will help me lull my fears to slumber
And the one time I open my shell
You take the pearl and run
So now I remain closed and hidden
Like a flower missing the sun