SkeeK
The Original, Rock n' Roll Doggie, VIP PASS
We slide into a thousand failing pretences,
Our carefully moulded masks of lingering cheer.
And when we meet we will not talk of troubles:
Our easy words will flit, moth-like and carelessly
From trifling tails to paltry parody
And then perhaps entirely disappear
As the heady feel of your longing touch
Compromises language?s integrity
And in silence, jest, or delicate embrace
The swarms of urgent uncertainties
Are swept away by convenience.
Through denial of quarrel or discord
These pretences of happiness remain.
Or are those pestering wasps so easily ignored
Because their consequence is shadowed
By the resolve of our own tenacious feelings for each other
Our carefully moulded masks of lingering cheer.
And when we meet we will not talk of troubles:
Our easy words will flit, moth-like and carelessly
From trifling tails to paltry parody
And then perhaps entirely disappear
As the heady feel of your longing touch
Compromises language?s integrity
And in silence, jest, or delicate embrace
The swarms of urgent uncertainties
Are swept away by convenience.
Through denial of quarrel or discord
These pretences of happiness remain.
Or are those pestering wasps so easily ignored
Because their consequence is shadowed
By the resolve of our own tenacious feelings for each other
