dear r: when you sing

dear r:

when you sing you
make me feel like
a child on the first day of school
all the pretenses and butterflies
and the words get stuck behind my teeth

when you sing you
make me want to write
to spill myself on a page in a barrage of colors and sounds
to sort through the cacophony
to find a harmony to match yours

when you sing you
leave me sleepless
searching for the perfect words
to answer the sounds
in your eyes



JANEisnotplain 8.14.08


when she sings HAND TO HAND