How you answer the questions
Not what you say or mean
Which is often a mask
But the gestures that reveal
What kind of thinking
Goes on in that heart of yours
Which looks at me and looks away
Right now it's raining but the sun
Tries to explain its reasons
For falling across your face
With the same hand you use
To brush your hair away
And yet it all makes sense to me
That you remain a mystery
No comments:
Post a Comment