Press Play

Press play 

And all my feelings

All the words I have to say 

The music carries 

In notes they float away 

And about the room Im watching them 

In circles they dance 

Telling you nothing but everything at once

Like when I speak

But I'm not expecting you to understand anything

Your ignorance is amusing me for now

You are unfortunately glorious 

As you sit upon your perch watching me play

What do you think of your unruly girl
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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