D.Greaves http://dgreaves.posterous.com Well Veresed. Never Rehearsed. posterous.com Tue, 08 Mar 2011 05:27:00 -0800 SECRETS OF OUR SMILE http://dgreaves.posterous.com/secrets-of-our-smile http://dgreaves.posterous.com/secrets-of-our-smile

Smile

what am I to you

whom do you see

We living on the outskirts of reality

yet uncomfortably existing within the confines

of our anonymity

in this the autumn of our lives

our Septembers have become unseasonably warm

people mindlessly enjoying the day

while we anticipate the coming evening storm

and as the first raindrops fall upon the grotto

staining the tiles

from our shared destiny we shall remiain

for voluntarily we choose to abstain

while ensconsed within the secrets of a smile

 

What does she mean to me

who is he

milling impatiently about

on your periphery

people accepting friendship zones

and the erogenous moans

of seductive tome

in place of seeking love's true destiny

so many

never find only seek

an introspective peek

only to discover falling leaves as October looms

the whippoorwill singing in perfect harmony

with the sweeping sounds of brooms

only to very soon

face an approaching winter of discontent

alone with time misspent

admiring our profiles

while we live in consternation within

the secrets of our smile

 

Can our love hope to withstand

a voluntary mutiny

to save yourself will you plead

to a temporary insanity

who are we

to try when most have failed

staring into the stained glass portals

of our inebriated minds while

the northern winds in October skies croon

a whiter shade of pale

skipping the fading light fandango

eating an out of season mango

while replaying the lowlights

contained withing our conversations

waiting for a night visitation

that never comes

tell me

what parts

of our hearts do we use

in this the autumn of our lives

is there any purity of emotion that has not been abused

the painful memory of past failed romance

we file

accepting the feelings of emptiness

that only bear witness

to living within the secrets of our smile

 

Can you withstand

my unfounded scrutiny

while the pinpricks of your diatribe

remain so tiny you cannot see

the pain I endure

to secure

our reservation for November's blessings

are we regressing

into a doubtful embrace

I admiring your contours

you ignoring the pain you've painted upon my face

a portrait of lost seasons

thus the reason

most who try fail

for ultimately

we are impaled

upon the cross of our insecurities

tell me

what am I to you

whom do you see

it is now Decemberr

and as the snow begins to fall

it obliterates the steps we have taken

and most importantly the upcoming miles

we must walk

to emerge as one  from the secrets of our smile

 

 

Inspired by the Candace and Midnite Show's various topics.

thank you Ladies..respect and admiration.

 

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