| Why I Can't My mouth could swallow whole Your sugar sweet games But I would spit them out Moments later without a grimace I could slide in puzzle lock tight Within your heavy grasp Only to wiggle free seconds later Leaving you empty You could speak eloquently of love And I would nod in romantic rapture Until claiming boredom I wander carelessly away Your lips could whisper forever And I would melt at your touch But as you take my hand I tremble Never able to trust you won't let go. © 1997 wendi loomis "Reflection in Fragments" |