pea hen

We have busy minds
where we see other men
who do not love us like
you want to be allowed to.

so we can play these games all night
and both know that
when we go home
we'll wish we hadn't.

if you couldn't see that,
then maybe I'm a fool.
but genius, you're oblivious
to me and what there isn't to see

sometimes it isn't the words spoken,
its the silence between them.
you'd think by now,
from the peahens silence,
you'd get the message somehow.

but how on earth
we got this far,
is still a mystery
to all but me.

and I love that this song
started about a peacock
who knew what to do
with his hands,
and ended up back on you.
like the one before
in a life before.

So lets keep playing this game
into matrimony.
when you're on the plane
remember to think of me