You are
different
Many come bringing their
gifts of
faux niceties, compliments, deceitful beauty
But you (yes, you!) stand
simply embodying
you
smile words eyes that hold my own so tightly close
are real
My mind heart begs
from you
what others have been denied
(with much scorn)
A simple invitation
My answer is (surprisingly)
yes
but the desired request
does not
appear
i smile sweet my hands
shaking
Trying to encourage the
wish for my
presence
Your words keep
coming
drawing me pulling me
dragging
me to you
but (sigh)
you only smile
nervously
flipping the ipod
back and forth between
hands
no overture played (are you scared?)
Turn away and my
heart comments to my
mind
"ah...this irony of life"
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