Why I Don't Read

I saw your face tonight
and the confidence there
the microphones voice
a new bold lust
perfect flirt
of wine

I saw your face tonight
shameless beauty
can I sit with you
going where
holy things fall
on the floor

I saw your face tonight
the satire of dreams
a little wilted, yes
but what a wonderful read

I saw your face tonight
like a door slam
where the glass breaks
I was startled
and entertained
in you steady beat

I saw your face tonight
something happened there
when your foot hit stage floorboards
you were transformed
without falter
or a shy stumble over words
tall romantic drunk

I saw your face tonight
like a parade
you lead
with quite a handle
and a top hat
to march on

I saw your face tonight
outa the corner of my eye
renewed you are
and I’m glad
for that my friend
is something to write about

I saw your face tonight
wonderful comic strip
well spoken mop top
a surprise indeed
to all

I saw your face tonight
wild pretty eyes
searching for mine
I knew enough
not to look
until you turned
away
for my own sake

I saw your face tonight
that of movement
of dreams
of hope
and reality
of posture
and pride
you are the iceburg
and the volcanoes threat
a beat to walk by
true souls
strong and brave
standing


me, I'm just a timid wide eyed rabbit

and I just met you all in a bar


Thank You