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I straighten up my tie and coat,
I keep my cool, I clear my throat,
I raise my chin, I smooth my brow,
And hold the words I can't say now.
I see your hand upon the door,
A pause that says we both want more,
But I just nod and let it fold,
A story that will never unfold.
The elevator doors slide shut in between,
The polished floor reflects the scene,
I smile and wave with easy grace,
But every step is out of place.
The elevator doors slide shut in between,
The polished floor reflects the scene,
I count to ten and hold my tongue,
You were the poem I never sung.
I see your hand upon the door,
A pause that says we both want more,
But I just nod and let it fold,
A story that will never unfold.
The elevator doors slide shut in between,
The polished floor reflects the scene,
I smile and wave with easy grace,
But every step is out of place.
The elevator doors slide shut in between,
The polished floor reflects the scene,
I count to ten and hold my tongue,
You were the poem I never sung.
