Monday, November 1, 2010

Smoke

It’s all just smoke and mirrors

The way you disguise your fears

What you keep hidden from yourself

Keeps love unattainable atop a shelf



Your mind recalls it’s photograph

Of every time you made her laugh

Can you see clearly through your daze

While hiding behind that blackened haze



She caught you peeking in her soul

Wondering if she could make you whole

Instead of fanning that smoldering flame

You choose to hide in billowy shame



Take the chance and build a fire

Make it known your secret desire

She has faith in what you do

Clear the smoke and believe it too

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