those unspoken words
that show in the eyes

we can talk about africa
a childhood spent
we can lay things bare
pretend not to care (too much)
we can reminise
leave out main events
give the o'er a kiss
yet get behind pretence
and of course there's Twinnings tea

You always take it with you
wherever you go
the heartache that comes from loss of dreams
from pain inflicted by lovers true
taylor made to exactly fit you

slowly withdrawing
fading away
soon there'll be nothing left
but my frown
like the cheshire cat's smile
turned upside down

sunny parks busy with people
flying kites
and throwing sticks
sailing model boats
on rivers and ponds
or just lying on the grass
taking the sun
reading books
while lovers touch and kiss
I always feel
the invisible screen
between these ordinary things of life
and myself
slightly blurred

It's kind of weird
I must admit
tho I've enjoyed
our close
it's also burnt
the honesty
has been a
toxic dose
we've laid bare souls
got it all out
this close is not
as put about

truth has teeth
of that I'm sure
cos when it bites
bods bite back more