Limousine Poem by Faith Wood

She's been watching,
but not as intently as you may think
She'll melt into her limousine
and leave you behind

She keeps her eyes glued,
but that's not as permenant as it seems
She's glowing in a silky dress
while you're modeling shackles, darling.

If there was anything, it was only momentary
She's my sheppard and I'm the lamb

You question my expertise
saying I don't play for keeps,
but I do, or at least I try to
I have your smile carved into my mirror
so I make sure to always look my best
But I can't go on like this
when she's the one I smell on your breath

But don't worry about me,
I'm a copper wire
Though never gold,
I'll bend again