Just something I thought of, singing. Staring into the audience
“Adorable”
I don’t mean to stare
But you don’t know
So I indulge
I sing to you of longing
Words don’t matter
you don’t care
You haven’t learned their cadence
In an uncomplicated gaze
Because it interests you
And we can smile across a dark room
With impunity
I level with myself
That I have things to do
And matters to attend to
Because I chose the other road
Of nights and silent afternoons
But really do you choose these things
Or does your cage imprison you?
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