Girl Hide

sure.

i am there
	     hiding
under the keys
of your music box
in the plaid
silhouette of
	     surrender,
masking days
in melodies

precious
	     masquerade.

yes.

i was there
	     pretending
not to notice
your smile
random kindness
vicious blindness
and am i still
	     stealing
the ivory wind

fellows gather
to hear you play
to watch your kind
	     charade
keys grip the
silver screen
and fingers are
	     bleeding

again

but i'm sure
that you hear me
when i whisper 
of last nights
taught me all kinds
of beauty
with your one sided
knife

and i will find
my plateau some day
when i'm not 
	     hiding
cos girls are a precious
breed of daisy
and of spring
porcelain dolls and
all my pretty things

but sure

i am here
	   waiting
for your perfect 
scream

so nothing feels the
same
nothing knows my
name
and i'm hiding it
all too well.

still i'm
	   hiding
this girl
too well.

4-06-97

©Denise Angela Celeste