Tangle Me in Thought

Speak to me in riddles,

in questions that twist my mind until I beg for the answers.

Tease me with a half-formed thought,

leave me wanting more as your words unravel,

just enough to spark the fire of my curiosity.

Show me how your logic dances,

pull me into the rhythm of your intellect.

I want to lose myself in the labyrinth of your ideas,

each corner hiding another layer,

each turn a clever trap I can't resist.

Let your wit be the touch I crave—

not hands, but sharp edges of thought,

a mental brush against the skin of my understanding.

Challenge me. Push me. Break me open with your arguments,

and then build me back up with the brilliance of your reasoning.

Make me fall

for the way your mind moves,

for the way you see the world and make me question my own view.

Tangle me in the web of your words,

until the only way out is deeper inside your thoughts.