Bold, Daring

Cute, I said and he looked aghast
I’m not cute he said but the moment had passed
There’s an unselfconsciousness in his eyes
That lasts until the silence dies
When he don’t see you looking and he don’t see you smile
Under the breath you hold for a while
In his innocent anguish and laboured breath
And a face I would do well to forget
But its just so honest in its aggrandize
That I find it hard to believe it’s lies
And sink stone soft into the chair
Of you and I being there
With arms aloft and kiss held back
I’m not myself if I’m not with you Jack

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