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Sneaking around, everyone else is asleep,
A blessing since they don't have to hear the music coming from a shower CD player of all things
As I sit staring out the window listening to
The sky breathing its harmonic sigh of winter.
Snowflakes softer than the piano music
Set free of blue plastic.
It's the middle of winter, half-past celebrations,
And all I can think of is
You've got sunshine in your hair
And the straightest crooked smile I've ever seen, it always goes straight to mine
Getting me to smile on command is your province alone.
And how I'm afraid that I've
Betrayed your 10-gauge trust
Even though the whole time six inches away I was worried sick about you
Outwardly implacable, inwardly wanting to knock it out of your hand.
But that was just the once,
Last night,
And what history do we have after all?
Except for some chancemet encounter and being driven to distraction by dancing-
Wait, no, that was
Last night again.
I don't believe in fate, but I'm falling into belief of this
Knowing full well it won't last forever
Thinking it's dead before it left the ground and feeling frozen when I do.
I can't stand not knowing where I
Stand with you
So I stand by with my plastic and steel smile, turned into silk just for you
And stare at your friend's plaid shoulder
Wondering what's going on behind that charming disarming grin.
Thinking about you is always black
Or white
Which bothers me, since I love grays and never missed them until they were gone.
Solace being in this case my gray piano music and a warm Southern voice
And even that won't last long before the world intrudes
And wakes me from this siamese daydream.