I made a movie
of your hands
touching the keys,
playing my piano.
you were amused
that I’d do this,
and asked me why.
I lied to you
and fooled you
into believing I
just wanted to learn
how to play
what you were playing.
The truth is
I made a movie
because I loved
how you touched
those keys
and me
but I knew you
were playing me
for a fool
while you were
playing my piano
and touching me
and I knew me
even better
I’m no fool
and although I loved
being with you
while you touched
those keys
and me
I knew well enough
I wouldn’t let you
keep touching
and playing either of us
for long.
~ cj 2012.06.30
