Perplexity Poem by Dalton J Brown II

The essence of her soul
Are distant and aloof
Affraid to reach out
And find the truth
Although brash and outspoken

Surely not a token
The exterior is a mask
Hiding a spirit that seems sad
What is the truth
About this enigma that is you

What is the reason
Your feelings aren't more exposed
This enigma, this woman
From whom life flows
I see an intelligent mind

Abundant with ideas
I feel a sorrow for a love
That is left unfulfilled, who is this spirit
That now exists quietly, but once lived life
So intensly so brightly