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The Web Poetry Corner - Theresa Cecilia Garcia - Learn to Dance Between The Fingertips

Learn to Dance Between The Fingertips

by

Theresa Cecilia Garcia

I'll be back in the morning
Dampened lip to the shell of an ear
Flighty hair with static
Caressing a sweet and beautiful face

Long breath exhaling sharply
Someone just waltzed into the night

Did you get her look?
And return her flinty stare

You think I won't say it
Still holding the flowers I intercepted
Don't ever lie to me
Now and Never
Trembling Desire
Give way to restraint

You don't know
Beggers can't be choosers
Learn to Dance Between The Fingertips

Nodding Unhappily
Reverting to the oldest trick in the book
Shook up from the line he could not deliver
I could buy him a slow dance
before he tore back unto the road

Tell me you're not... Tell me I'm mistaken
Go ahead I've been wrong before
But not this time
No, not this time. She just walked out the door
Swallowing down a gin and tonic
Feeling a little ragged this side of the morning
Losing himself in the role du jour

You don't know
Beggers can't be choosers
Learn to Dance Between The Fingertips

What's so important?
The haughty princess cut him loose
So it cost him his precious facade
Made him see his real self
Broken mirror to broken reflection
The hungry loner lurks and looks back
A million pieces behind a lifetime of undercover identities
He used to stave off facing himself alone
But her truth is appreciated
Behind the masterful deception of a lame fantasy he could not afford
I want you to know this
I want you to know
You can tell me anything but...

I'm tired and I can't sleep
My whole body aches
I close my eyes and for a brief moment
I see the sky transform to pink, pink and blue then blood red.
It looked cold, cold as hell and the crows were imitating leaves, spiraling with black open wings
I shook too hard and awoke feeling akin to them....

I'm in a dark place....

You don't know
Beggers can't be choosers
Learn to Dance between the fingertips

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by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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