This Is Why
This is why
When I see you
I feel the snake uncoil in my belly
And I cannot change the way I feel
I cannot change one bloody thing

And I wish for different things
Every day
Sometimes I wish for different things
Every hour on the hour
I wish for someone as beautiful as you
But you are the only one
Fitting that bill
Three in the morning, visiting still

But this cannot be allowed
For I care enough to stand back
Your man cannot understand you
And your man cannot feel for you

This is why
I feel the way I do
To make things better in some way
For me and for you
But until you paint that sign
And string it with lights
I will stand back and wait

And the waiting is not so bad
I can have a drink and a smoke
And chat with the regulars
And wait

I know your arrival is imminent
The shattering glasses and raised voices
(the shattering voices and raised glasses)
Are a crescendo
And you the cymbal clash
Ending the lonely symphony


-bluegreen, muskoka-
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