Is our body language flashing
mirrors at each other?
Are you trying to bedazzle me?
To give me reason to put my eyes
in the shade of my upraised arm?

Are you trying to make my heart
gush torrents of blood
As an act of betrayal?
Cruelty played upon the strings
- knitted loosely together -
that form the patina of my emotions?

Or is that just me?
All on my own-some
smiling from someplace deep within
Whilst refusing to be type-cast?

Do you hear the rain beat its tropical tattoo
on the galvanized rooftops along tin-pan alley?
There where perches a solitary bird calling
Out to the early Morning ...

Kiss Kadee
Kiss Kadee
Kiss Kiss Kadee

Such a lovely poem!

So beautiful...
Love this one

Your poetry is remarkable, an endless progressive flow from the heart. Gorgeous!!!