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31 January 2007

3 am muse



wide-eyed and honey brown

innocence that deceives

they can show so much and reveal nothing

and i lie here drowning in saline confusion

you still roseate my world

fingerpainting walls in grayish pink

whispering with your cupid's bow lips

promises of lilac rapture

words rushing to hide

behind the purple shadows

of your fickle unfeeling heart

something this beautiful and disappointing

and i am overcome with yearning

i see you smile

and i see the face i've been trying to unmask

in all my happy ending dreams

still as elusive and unmoved

by my futile chasings

like fluttering gossamer butterflies

fading towards the dawn

diluting by the light of the day

and i stand here bewitched and befuddled

barely able to contain the beating of my heart

like so many silver bells

mingling with the echoes of your sweet voice

and the saccharine promises they fail to sanctify

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