Distraction

As the music plays,

My soul, it turns to grey

With thoughts of you I sway

And sing the night away

I feel the fleeting pain

The sting, the loss, the rain

Meanwhile happiness I feign

Within me, sadness reigns

The melody’s so sweet

It lifts me off my feet

I sway and catch the beat

Its death I want to cheat

I know not where I am

Neither here, nor in Siam

Thoughts flow as through a dam

I praise the great ‘I am’

I try to keep in time

With this ever growing rhyme

My mood is quite sublime

As I complete this line

It is not you I miss

Inside this dark abyss

Your lips I long to kiss

These thoughts are purely bliss

Confusing it may be

To one that is not me

Surely you can see

These thoughts flow steadily

My thoughts are but a mess

Incoherent, dull at best

But this load is off my chest

So now I go to rest

Inspiration comes at once

Whether smart or simply dunce

But to this rhyming stew,

I sincerely say…adieu 

Something feels a bit off today...

[March 30th 2009]