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in the puddles between your silence,
the blank leaps and blinks,
I thieve truth.
the drop of an eyelash, a barren glance,
both etched in red to a pillager.
ravenous, I ransack waving eyes, peeped mouth,
the soaring crescendo of chest-crested inhale,
hunting truth I've yet to find.

the clock begins another tick,
I smile to the amber eyes,
you ask me why the wheeze of time again
has drawn my gnarled frown.

but lying amplifies the sigh,
so my mouth tumbles open - understand, or try:

where tree limbs give to space,
when you linger on a breath,
I keep the magic of your self
and ration it out to analyze, to sell
myself on the truth of your existence.
for when we lie entwined in laughs and grass
I remain disbelieving.
our mouths reaffirm a need unspoken,
but my heart hesitates, to remain unbroken
and strong, it throngs to a dash of doubt:
the singing blood of joyfulness I thrive on
when I drink you in must lie.

I seek the truth in your bubbling smile,
the lounging shadows astride your jaw,
scouring for lies you've purported as truth.

I've uncovered no proof.

even as you slide to stretch, and my eyes course
every gloried inch of agile mind and cutting wit,
of curious soul or sweet disposition,
I read the truth of words and mouth.
I suck in a breath of your unfeigned sincerity.
the seconds rebirth, your smile renews and
my heart resumes a gentle thrum in time with
the rub of your thumb on mine.

Description
in the puddles between your silence,
the blank leaps and blinks,
I thieve truth.
the drop of an eyelash, a barren glance,
both etched in red to a pillager.
ravenous, I ransack waving eyes, peeped mouth,
the soaring crescendo of chest-crested inhale,
hunting truth I've yet to find.

the clock begins another tick,
I smile to the amber eyes,
you ask me why the wheeze of time again
has drawn my gnarled frown.

but lying amplifies the sigh,
so my mouth tumbles open - understand, or try:

where tree limbs give to space,
when you linger on a breath,
I keep the magic of your self
and ration it out to analyze, to sell
myself on the truth of your existence.
for when we lie entwined in laughs and grass
I remain disbelieving.
our mouths reaffirm a need unspoken,
but my heart hesitates, to remain unbroken
and strong, it throngs to a dash of doubt:
the singing blood of joyfulness I thrive on
when I drink you in must lie.

I seek the truth in your bubbling smile,
the lounging shadows astride your jaw,
scouring for lies you've purported as truth.

I've uncovered no proof.

even as you slide to stretch, and my eyes course
every gloried inch of agile mind and cutting wit,
of curious soul or sweet disposition,
I read the truth of words and mouth.
I suck in a breath of your unfeigned sincerity.
the seconds rebirth, your smile renews and
my heart resumes a gentle thrum in time with
the rub of your thumb on mine.