It's not Christmas, but I'd give you a peek,
You are the only gift that I seek,
A wish un-listed,
A window un-misted,
You stepped onto the placemat of my heart,
You ripped me up and tore me apart -
in the best way -
what can I say?
I guess, I hope you have a lovely day.
As lovely as you.
As vibrant as hue.
You, you, you
A place that is true,
It's easy as 1-2, buckle my shoe,
3-4, I'll always let you in the door,
Beg for more, your touch somehow melts me through the floor,
My tears begin to pour,
It's you, it's you, it's you that I adore,
It's like, 5-6, no tricks
7-8, open the gate,
you in my life is all I want to appreciate.
9-10, you've done it again,
so glad, so glad, we're more than just friends.
Of splitting myself in two
From head to toe
Straight down the middle
And the pieces, of me,
Now two dimensional
Flipped in on themselves
Inverted
Crisscrossed diagonally
And reformed themselves into a butterfly -
Or...the shape of angel wings?
I couldn't quite see.
A transformation? Or a healing? Or both?
They said, "I'm home from work and I'm tired," so "be quiet."
"Hush," they said, "Shhh."
Silence your light.
Dim your sound.
Turn those shining smiles into longing frowns.
Wait for me to get home just so I can let you down.
If you want attention, you're going to have to be a clown.
Grow up. Grow up. Grow up.
No, no, no, get down.
And it's chamomile tea
And it's - hey, hey, so, are you into me?
A question unanswered
A timing un-granted
Flirt, flirt, flirt
But it's okay, You say,
No one got hurt, hurt, hurt
As I'm left bleeding into the dirt, dirt, dirt,
Under the pouring rain
Feeling insane
Letting mother Earth soak up all my pain
again and again
No, no,
I say,
It's okay,
You say,
It's going to be a lovely day.
Live in the gray,
It's going to be,
It's going to be okay.
The small scent of your aftershave in the morning,
As if, in that exact moment, you looked into the mirror and smiled
And thought of me like a little child, sending your parental love out into the wild,
As if, at that moment, you wondered, you hoped, you left me a little scribbled love note, It sat, as you smiled, in the back of your throat,
And after you breathed, Or maybe you sneezed,
It started to bleed out into the air,
To wander hither, thither, and there
And all of a sudden I became aware,
Felt your fingers in my hair,
As if you were there,
Good morning, good morning, good morning, my dear.
In your charms,
And you make me laugh for days,
Not to mention take my breath aways,
Handsome and sexy,
Kind, caring, and smart,
I'm so glad I've been mending this broken heart -
Falling apart -
Shh shh don't tell him
So darn cute
A cause I don't want to refute
Oh stop
This is ridiculous,
But please, dear Santa, can I have him for Christ-a-mas?
Shh shh don't say
When he walked away
I already wanted a kiss
I already wanted to stay
I already felt what I missed
The one that I kissed
That bigger meaning
That sunshine gleaming
Shh shh don't say
How I took your breath away
How long you waited
How you celebrated
What when where, and how?
Holy cow,
What what what
and now?
wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow...
1: Wait. Zoom out again. Okay. Here's the problem. Today, Good Sir, is not that day. Today, is the 23rd.
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