When told by book what to do or say
And smile when motions have it so
And keep true thoughts and airs at bay
To avoid the keep of company low
I roll my eyes and do as I must
For love of those who pray will hope
That I bare no ill antagonist just
As I wish to do and none to show.
So I keep this face so rosy flushed
To betray a glee of senses true
But inner lights will glow unrushed
By a subtle gesture or hidden cue.
When behind closed doors, I sigh delight
And truly think what others rue
And open a window, let breeze take flight
to let the current carry words that brew
in me passions stronger than I care to show
To faces absolved by proud reserve
But for those who lend an ear that knows
I’ll proudly sing and not unnerve.
-j.m.
