The perfection is only so deep,
its cold and lifesless to the touch.
How long have i been looking into your eyes?
hoping this time to see some hope arise.

These lines are deepening,
these fingers claw at the paled yellow.
How long is it since you have slept?
and for how many days now have your eyes wept.

They called me the life and soul,
i danced and spoke in all the circles.
This face has no more smiles,
just misery in many and different styles.

But what is it here that i see now,
as the light creeps in around the towel.
The waking elation
back from a prolonged vacation.

it fills my heart and every muscle,
pulling at the tender flesh.
growing on my tightened face
and transmitting out into this space.

the smile is back and its here to stay,
get out my mind and out of my way!
sadness is not my lord today,
to the sun and out of the shade,
witness this joy that i have made!