Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Blinks

You always spied the mirror
I tried so artfully to hide
and started the reasons for my rhymes
from their under grown coverts

I sneaked upon you only once
and it was my own self discovered
you didn't care you were being followed
you had foreordained my toothless bite

I've remained in your shadow
just beyond your heel's reach
able to interpret your blinks
and know when you are true to yourself

The leaves that dance in your wake
the tears that quiet your dust
your questions I am not afraid to answer
are why my name still passes your lips

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