Puppets Stage

I saw him walking on the wall,
The brick was chipped with age.
As he walked I thought he’d fall,
But no it was his stage.

He so did spin as light as air,
His eyes were the stars.
His hair I thought a lovers pair,
My sight caught slowing cars.

He then so bent lithe then still,
His hand held out for mine.
I took it and so the air did chill,
He found my heart so fine.

Each foot on edge a sweeter note,
My bag lay far behind.
I found the chill did not dote,
But was gone id be soon to find.

And so we danced our thoughts did reel,
The silence was our applause.
Soon the bell would ring on till,
We would find our hearts did pause.

Not a beat to give a word,
There’s only quiet as we fall down.
A crack our final word so slurred,
We as lovers lay on the ground.

But no worse fate shall come to us,
We have found our hearts content.
And so we lay among the muss,
We puppets our souls did once rent.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
I had a dream about this one and woke up at 2 in the morning to write it down.

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