The Curse of Being Shy

I suppose you haven’t noticed

The way I make excuses

To stand near you

With my senses on overdrive

My bass drum of a heart

Pulsing out a beat so loud

I could swear

It is audible

To everyone else close by

I suppose you haven’t noticed

My gaze adoring

A shy, flickering flame of a glance

Which I avert with lightning speed

Whenever you ever look my way

Only to witness

Me

Examining

In agonizing detail
Each blade of grass

'Neath the shoes on my feet

Love .... Or Somethin' Like It

Love

Or somethin’ like it

Sure has got some nerve

Goin’ round foolin’ folks

Into believin’ they was feelin’

More’n they

Ever really did

Hmpf …

Love

Or somethin’ like it

Has ruined lives aplenty

Scatterin’ the hope of folks

Into heaps of useless ashes

Smearin’ ‘em with the soot of failure

For all dem other folks to see

Hmpf!

Love

Or somethin’ like it

Ain’t  got no shame

Dang it all, dang it all

It won’t take no blame, y'all

Sorriest excuse for yearnin’

I ever seen

Hmpf …