Circus Hearts

It's all just "Show and Tell".

It's all just for pretend.

It's never for real.

I play and replay this origami in my head lying in my bead.

But since I fail the butterfly of black and blue flutters away. As it does, it glances at you.

You're playing type rope with my heartstrings. Not so secretly I hope you fall.

You'll leave the net bent, having to close up the Big Tent.

It'll be taken down and sent to another town.

But just before you fall the firefly catches you sending you softly down into a field of lilies

It's a passionate wonderment that amazes the audience and us as well.

We stand there stunned, gazing into the other one's eyes.

But soon a mysterious storm cloud appears and lingers over our carnival.

All the fireflies die.

You wake up in a cold sweat and scream.

Your face is as pale as cream.

"Will this nightmare dream ever have a happy end?" You wonder aloud.

Shooing away the cloud ,laying his head on his pillow again.

You rest nervously as a willow, until this trend ends.