Unbalanced equation.
Why is the sky blue?
Right here, right now,
Stuck thinking of you.
The lights of your eyes.
Your style, your poise.
The slit in your dress,
That cuts through my noise.
"Pretend it's not me."
Smile across the lobby.
Averted gaze in office halls.
An indelible laugh
On a morning call.
Most beautiful creature,
With innocent heart.
Stand in my doorway.
And rip me apart.
"If you don't, someone else will."
Compulsive self-destruction.
My religion of doubt.
I saw you, knew better
But no way out.
Swimming with sharks
Not the place to be
I'm exactly what they say
Exactly what you see
"No more time outs."
So you're female lead
And it's "Lady and the Tramp"
My romantic flight of fantasy
Fevered words and midnight lamps
Never more, my ugliness
Shown like checkerboard
Than standing in your radiance
The kindness in your words.
So smile into my eyes.
Clad in spotless white.
A whisper of my black scandal.
And you're out of sight.
About the Creator
Lars Knutson
Lawyer working out of Phoenix.
Comments (1)
Enjoyed reading this poem. Well done!