Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Another Song

Somehow I’m ready,
Hands and gaze steady,
Nervously checking the glass.
Imperfect reflection,
My final inspection,
For a test you won’t ask me to pass.

I practise my pose,
Curling unruly toes,
Shivering soft in my dress.
I’m silently waiting
Sat still, contemplating,
The peace that you pulled from the mess.

I’m never as much as I am when I’m yours,
Part of me hopes that you know,
That you see the looks I don’t always give,
Catch the lines that I don’t always throw.

I’m happiest waking,
Since you calmed the shaking,
Since you put your arms round the tears.
Since you held me down,
And wiped off the clown,
I’ve shaken the lingering fears.

We fall into rhyme,
The steps are in time,
You let me first through the door.
Once you’ve ordered the red,
And the night fills my head,
There’s the panic that you’ll find the flaw.

It’s more than it was now we are what we weren’t,
Do you wish I was more in your light?
My promises for you get stuck in my throat,
Even though the intention was bright.

I’m happiest waking,
Since you calmed the shaking,
Since you put your arms round the tears.
Since you held me down,
And wiped off the clown,
I’ve shaken the lingering fears.

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