Silverlined -
Miranda Stone she loves the hands of this man
but the smile of a stranger
the wisdom of the aged
and the dance of youthful danger
yet another talks with passion strange
and reaches for her shoulder
she is fluttering without flying
she wants everyone to hold her
i’m a hidden beach of sand
that knows the imprint of God’s hand
frailty and foresight free
are you to be the man?
a cabin in the mossy woods
filled with music and our dreams
how can i say that i love you
if i’m not sure just what that means?
sometimes i think i’ll bolt the door with you inside
sometimes i’m scared i’ve let my love turn selfish and unkind
the hope of what you’d be is only in my mind
silverlined
silverlined
silverlined
are you silverlined?
should we turn the page on us
and end this wretched to and fro?
i think i care for you more than
i’d readily admit and so
i yearn for friendship like a child
to feel your goodness all my life
but i don’t know if i could spend
forever as your loving wife
hidden lust like dirty sheets
don’t cover well and soil the bed
little eyes be careful what you see
and where your boots will tread
can we respect what we hold dear?
can love be stronger than my fear?
yes one day we will know my dear
and surely we’ll smile upon these years