Mine.
From the tips of your hair
To the bottoms of you shoes,
You are mine in the depths of your stare.
Hers.
In a touch of the hand,
A stolen kiss I'm not meant to see,
You expect me to understand.
Silent.
This love that we keep
We express our emotion
When we should be asleep.
Stolen.
From me
With a breath and a smile
But that's somehow alright,
Because you'll be back in while.
Wrong.
How does she still not know?
You belong to her during the day
But you are with me after the show.
This is beautiful despite all these words.
Because I know that as soon as the stars shine,
You will be back spinning around me a web of lies,
Whispering in my ear that you are mine.
