Caught inside his smile
The way in was welcoming
A smooth and easy glide
Sewn into his cloth
Each thread tight
Hot spot warnings
A trail of suspicion
But I don’t listen
I’m caught inside his smile
Hooked into his song
Brooding black eyes mourn
A runner up
In a maze
Of second hand thoughts
The 5 o’clock shadow
From the night before
Alibis and submission
Caught inside his lies
