Why should I care
If my lips are pretty?
Who cares if I
Will comb my hair?
What good are breasts
If she cannot see them?
What use are hands
If they cannot touch her?
How can I sleep
Or lie in peace?
I turn and reach
But she is not there.
I can’t go home
To stillness and silence.
I lock the door
And close my eyes.
If my lips are pretty?
Who cares if I
Will comb my hair?
What good are breasts
If she cannot see them?
What use are hands
If they cannot touch her?
How can I sleep
Or lie in peace?
I turn and reach
But she is not there.
I can’t go home
To stillness and silence.
I lock the door
And close my eyes.
phil kline, after pierre louÿs
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