Silver Tongued Fool
I am a fool
Around you, my words lose their
Poetic frills from my silver tongue
And I am left a fool
Unconscious decisions seem clear to me now
Her fierce yet steady hands
Cold as the galaxy filled space
And eyes of the night sky
You are the sunny day
Smiles of warm jay skies
And sunshine patches on the carpet
Chilling shadows of a folktale
Everything falls into place
Like a perfect puzzle but
I've never been one for puzzles
When my piece doesn't fit with the picture
Either way
I stand between the sun and moon
Forever bound to walk the line
And I am a fool
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