Spinning Tops

Just as you are
with flaws, imperfections
frustrations involve
spinning tops on the hard wood floor
so close to an open door

Fall through the cracks
like forgotten faces
eyes look around
in every direction
except right on me
where they ought to be
spilling hearts like a open wound
from my side

Just as you are
with flaws, imperfections,
frustrations involve
spinning tops
on the hardwood floor
so close to an open door
Fall through the cracks
like forgotten faces

I love you still
even if you don't mention
the fit of my dress
the cut of my hair
or the way it sweeps over my eyes
focused on you

Just as you are
with flaws, imperfections,
frustrations involve
spinning topson the hardwood floor
so close to an open door
Fall through the cracks
like forgotten faces