Sometimes your
hands
Are all I ever wanted
To write down
A word with love
And often your
eyes
wander off
To a place I'd rather not want them
Or were you just considering
where to move your hands
when there's only me and you?
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I work
I sleep
I eat
Too much
Where's the profound thought about that?
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I've thought about this moment all night
Wandering what to say
To convince you.
But now I'm standing here
I'm not sure what to do
I look at the distance between us
like it are miles
I start running
And feel eyes burning on my pale skin.
They are watching.
Three steps, you told me.
I cannot close my eyes
But I'm afraid of looking into this sad world
I jump
Hands up
And make my roll over
And fall down to a hard floor.
And stand up
And fill my lungs
And release this smokers' cough.
And then you say that it's getting better.
"Fool"
I smile
While turning away from this fearful man.
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Love
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