Half Truth

Under her mercy
You tremble in her presence
Your hands unable to stay still
You say it’s your anxiety
A half truth
But you and your hands know the truth
You know how you ache to hold her
And are unable to stay still at the thought of it

Under her mercy
Your tongue and lips
Your mouth and lungs
All break down when she speaks to you
You stutter and stammer
She leaves you speechless?
A half truth
Because your tongue and lips
Your mouth and the air in your lungs know the truth
You know you’d rather be speaking of her
Of her heavenly beauty
Of how you’re under her mercy

“You look nice”
Again your limbs are frozen
Your jaw stuck in a smile
She’s made your day?
A half truth
But your feet and jaw know the truth
The truth that you’d rather not move
If you were not travelling the worlds with her
The truth that in that moment
In those two seconds
You’d seen your beautiful lives together and could not help smiling
Because you’re under her mercy.