Belie

Drink the heart out said He
for the heart needed a companion who can fish out the deepest secrets
Listen... Cry... Laugh and Forget!

Dance on the brim of the Wine glass
is it the Wine or the child within that’s dancing?

Like a child, with no reason to restrain the thoughts
I let them out like a painting,
what it became I know not.
What it became she never spoke of.
Wonder if I looked like a clown, crying behind that artificial smile?