Posted August 12, 2006
Pages of a closed book ruffle in my fingertips
An infinitesimal smile parting your cold lips
To you so dead, yet to me so alive
Still it unfolds as a swimmers tucked dive
Hearts so near to touch and lips so far away
In my lonely memoriesIm begging you to stay
The book of our lives is darkness in your hands
I beg it back to life; never does it stand
I cant smile like those girls in magazines
I guess that explains why you cant see me
You took my heart and you twisted it around
Until in my ears reverberated the sound
All I ask boy and its not too much Ill say
Just listen to me now and dont yet turn away
All that night, I cried in desire to yearn
I smiled the next day, though my heart still burned
So now I sit here, frowning under a smile
And now what Ive given you is my last mile.