I simply cannot give up the idea.
The notion of you.
This newness. An unknown smile. Quietly tempting. Piano bench seated alone.
Two notions of self, understanding the other perfectly but each playing in a dappled game of ignorance. Not wanting to admit anything..yet knowing all.
He's there, He's here and I'm merely every where.
Why can't I twist you from my mind? Is your unexplored image happy there? Smiling and warm in my secret knowing. Contriving fantasies, until the other self meanders near; calmly explaining the reasoning to a stubborn, selfish, childlike self who nods and listens..but once the lecture is over, slips away again back into the tails of what if's and maybes.
Living two sides of a non-existent fence. Balancing between infidelity laden day dreams, and lower lip biting reality. Neither is wrong. Nothing looks bad. It's only the thoughts in my head that could damage anything, and at the moment my lips will speak nothing.
Just purse, smile and wonder.
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Living a new life, in a new place, with new fancies littering all over the place.
No harm done to the old ways, functioning yet and happy there too. Just so intrigued and curious by all things new.
Do I do the same for you?
