you are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are gray.....
and you say you can't finish our song
but you hint
one day
someday
maybe
soon
you will sing it to the end
allusions and inferences
are your native tongue
don't spin webs with your tongue
with me
don't lead me down
winding word trails
i crave straight paths
well lit and marked
lay bare a dozen ugly truths
before feeding me a single pretty little lie
and if you can't, if you shouldn't, if you musn't
mention anything yet
don't say anything
nothing at all
give me the gift
of silence