Queen of the Pickpockets

Your shadow falls on mine.
I smile, for you’re no stranger.
Twice as black, twice as blind,
I love our little crimes.

Next time you can pretend
in your peasant dress
working your best.
Oh! What a mess we’re in.

Getting lost in a crowd
seems to be our specialty.
We’ll walk away, with a few
loose odds and ends

which never seem
to ever be tied up,
and you'll slide another
pin in the pin cushion.

Love Must Be Betrayed

I invited you in
Now I am asking you to leave
It is not a question of love
I know my heart will be incomplete

Look to the little ones
They will not know of this
I cannot hide my face
Though I wish you had missed

More than my head hurts
Are you not getting this?

More than my heart hurts
Love must be betrayed

More to the point
All your presence will do is destroy
More than this broken lamp
Or unhinged door frame

The soul of my children
Are what is at stake
Most would not admit this
But it has been past break

More than you know
Are you not getting this?

More than I want
Love must be betrayed

Dancing on Leaves

something happens
where the heavens touch
the trees

look real close
at the topmost branches
dancing in wind

it is
as if they are somehow saying
you could never be this free

but I am
when I stare
and dance on the leaves

Treasure Map

I saw the fire in your eyes
knowing you’d never be satisfied
with someone like me

You once told me how
there just had to be more
in this world to see

I did not tell you
that my world
was sitting right across from me

Staring into your eyes
I could plainly tell
they didn’t search for mine

Looking down at our hands
how difficult
for me to let go

When my heart fell
you laughed and said
I was not adventurous

To find their treasure
some just have to
travel farther I guess