The storyteller

June 24, 2019

Let me tell you a story
A story of a man
Who told tales
He’d hold up his head
Bring his chest forward
And close his eyes in vein
He’d fall in character
Like the flowers fall in may
He’d hold his words like wine
the lines they would stain
His Pauses were in motion
Like a deep slumber on a train
He told stories
Of family
Of a love gone astray
He told everything and nothing
Open but closed away
And day after day
A storyteller
Washed every tale away
And I did not notice
Each tale had built a trail
I love you, he said
A line fit for the brave
And though I listened
I found I never really heard his tales
“You and I, a quest
Built to fail”
But he would not take it
The line he cast away
he kept telling his stories
Until my heart obeyed 

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