there dallies a small inkling:
the power to change or withhold
the chance to fold or grow old
and never know…
although something inside
echoes
that Regret will not crow proudly
and Instinct will
remain the
truest guide.
2012
Tag Archives: confidence
What goes unsaid
I can hear myself
Convincing you
Convincing me
My earnestness strains
To be heard
To be accepted
To quiet my mind of doubts
To quiet your tongue of questions
I repeat myself
Tasting the words
Chewing them over
Letting them spill forth
Emphatically
Letting the pauses
Speak of surety
Letting my gestures spell out confidence
Waiting out your nods
Searching your smiles
For satisfaction or smirks
Weighing all the segues
And praying for a tangent
A providential interjection
inkling
there dallies a small inkling:
the power to change or withhold
the chance to fold or grow old
and never know…
although something inside
echoes
that Regret will not crow proudly
and Instinct will
remain the
truest guide.
pure cure
thin and tiny
cute and slim
pretty without Photoshop
Beauty beyond the touch up
fresh…not airbrushed
a luring
allure
that will always
endure
through and through pure
my undeniable cure
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