it only takes a smile implied
to break the awkwardness –
there is no better place than
where the comfort warming
hearts is open welcoming;
your sweetness has no guile
unless I miss the obvious
dejection sets a stony caste
of farcicality, it’s laughable
but few will see the signs
oblique or joke a tepid mote
upon its grievous oddity
from where I sat depressed
your comeliness embossed
despair in wafts of charm, I
wallow in allure which sets
the captive tiger free
tho’ it’s no sinecure I’ll be a
better beast for your acclaim;
this is accoutrement to wear
which fêtes a welcome smile
to break the awkwardness
© 5 December 2010, I. D. Carswell
