Unspoken behind the poet's smile
Are promises that charm and beguile
Evoking memories wakened there
Whispered syllables of silent prayer.
Heated word in flames of desire
Frigid breath - belies touch of fire
Words come knocking on the heartless door
Battering, bruising - worth fighting for
A breath catches in soundless surprise
Someone’s life displayed for prying eyes
Poet’s songs, are they music in verse
Delighting in each new phrase perverse
So keep safe your counsel if you must
For a poet’s tongue you may not trust
What soul now will the poet defile?
What lurks behind the poet’s smile?