She said she was jealous
How do the words
How do they fly out of you
She said I was lucky
Your mind is fruity and sour
Your hands are magic
Her eyes followed my words

She said I was lucky
A mind to love
A mind that cocoons the scars
She followed my words
She listened to my silence

And I
I always danced for my audience
A beautiful mind and a kind heart
A scratchy voice and a silent smile
My spectators