Through the film of silent tears
I see a face with many fears.
Eyes that have their guard thrown up
Above your porcelain coffee cup.

Sitting in the corner over here
My legs like lead refuse to adhere
To the commands that my mind is screaming
My heart tells me I am simply dreaming.

What would all the people say
If they knew where my thoughts play?
Around and round the porcelain rim
Of your perfect coffee trim.
Fingers lace around the shine
Staring intently at passing time.
My feet do ache of lesser move
While I sit and stare at you.

My breath catches and tries to form
The words that feel so forlorn
In a mouth that shivers round the tongue
Which temptation slinks warily from.

As I watch you set porcelain down
And hips swing my heart to the ground.
My heart and mind are screaming still
Speak, if only I had the will.