Sparks

Lines
Of a tale
Cut in the face of a crowd
Sentenced no bail.

There
In the night
Deep in the back
Through the black
Beckons a life.

Time
Moving in a straight line
But then at a whim
A change in the wind
A story begins in its mind.

For deep in her eyes
Beneath the lies
Of the dark
Leaving marks.

Sparks.

She
Has been steeled
Standing there looking so tight
Taut and high-heeled.

One
Of a kind
The kind of a girl
That only a dream
Could design.

Time
Seen through glasses of wine
Never reveals
The why or the when
How this story will end
As you find.

That deep in her eyes
Beneath the lies
Of the dark
Leaving marks.

Sparks.

Come on
Conjure up a reason for living
Take me round
And around
And around
And around
And again.

Come on
Do it in the name of living
For if not tonight
Tell me when.

For if not tonight
Tell me when
Ahhhhh.

Hearts
Can confuse
That messed up bundle of nerves
That tends to bruise.

Still
Lay it bare
It's better to bleed than to need
And never have dared.

Chance
A move based on a glance
A move based on no more than feel
In this unreal circumstance.

For deep in her eyes
Beneath the lies of the dark
Leaving marks
Sparks.