Sunday, November 23, 2008

no one read the last one (bite my tongue; a soliloquy from the mind to the captive audience)

And so I believe you were
Saying good-bye to me
I could only wonder in my mind
What kind of embrace would reach
Around my long angular body
And what you would tell me.

Ha! I must bite my tongue
When you pull your hair from your
face
It is such a silly remark on my behalf
I can only wonder what your hair
feels like between your fingers

Your smile brightens your eyes and makes them
small little circles of glee
Your smile is that of a lion
One which is full up and ready to fuck

Oh, I must bite my tongue
When I look at you
'Unsex me here'
Oh, my mind plays such whimsical tricks
on my poor heart

A Rufus song came on
When you looked at me
I smiled knowingly
And bit my tongue.

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