Pretty Words

If pretty words could make you love me
you’d have loved me long ago
but still I’m losing your attention
for pretty words are all I know

I can do naught but rearrange them
set them up in metered rhyme
make them say such silly things that I
hope you’ll learn to love in time

But pretty words are lost to your ears
as scenery’s lost to you r eyes
and as my touch is lost to your hands
so is love and so it dies

If pretty songs could make you hear me
you’d have heard me long before
you heard me crying at your window,
beating fists against your door

I can do naught but let the notes fall
from my lips like frozen drops
of summer rain in winter weather
waiting for the snow to stop

Pretty Baby, don’t forsake me,
I know you find my plea absurd
but Pretty Baby, I can’t help that
all I have are pretty words

NS 10.30.2009