05.12.09
Eyes serve as windows to my soul–
Lives intersecting marks death to the lull.
With a lack of sincerity, please turn away.
My cold heart melts at your warm gaze.
Pounding and pounding, it takes a toll–
Focus elsewhere, but everything strays;
Look for familiarity but nothing stays.
Focus somewhere, but all’s grown dull.
Just look away and leave me alone!
A mess within where all’s overgrown.
Do me a favor and humor me–
Close eyes and grin and say you don’t see
A weak, tender heart that’s weathered and blown,
A masquerade life, dressed beautifully,
A touch of mascara added dutifully,
A masquerade game so there’s nothing shown.
Don’t reach inside and find who I am.
Don’t realize it’s all been a scam.
Run from the pain that’s waiting to trip.
Hesitance shows as I bite my lip.
Not close to a lion but I’m far from a lamb.
Simplified down, my heart wants to skip.
Emphasized sound, tapping time on my hip.
Simplified gown, offer all that I am.
Eyes serve as windows to my soul–
Far from complete, it avoids growing whole.
With such sweet sincerity, please turn away.
My scared heart mends at your tender gaze.
Pounding and pounding like a bell’s gentle toll.
You’re still standing there, even up till today.
Shed smiling tears, can you promise you’ll stay?
Promise your love and I think I may.
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