Twisted and Checkered Written July 1st Two Thousand and Eight

Something isn't matching up.
Emotions out of place.
Nothings really looking good.
I feel an empty space.

Smile, smile, Smile in place.
Camera's clicking away.
Wishing, Wishing, Under your breath,
Wishing for another day.

Take her hand away,
Paint the nails deep black.
Cut her hair,
She's never looking back.

The ceiling painted velvet black,
She twists her hair around one crooked finger,
Knowing that thanks to her new change,
No one will ever really see her.

Moonlight dancing off her slender fingers,
Her hands deftly grace the keys,
The piano begins to sing her favorite lullaby.
Mentally her guest falls to his knees.

He is in total awe at the girl who strikes the keys,
He knows she painted this physical image, he knows it's all a sham,
She smiles and he sees she's happy, her face soft in the moonlight,
And his heart breaks a hundred times, because he'd fallen in love with the lamb.

And her eyes meet his and for a second she realized it was never a sham,
Truly he made her heart sing, more gorgeous than the music at her fingers, her heart was past flying.
His eyes break away from hers, and she hates to think she believed in the fairy tale ending,
And her heart breaks a hundred times, because she'd fallen in love with the lion.

He excuses himself, and is almost out the door, his mind is flying,
Her fingers jump off the keys, and she tries to mend her broken heart,
She knows it will never work so she heads to the kitchen without haste,
She wraps her finger around the handle but he stops her before she even starts.

He was just about to leave but he knew it would only unsettle his heart.
As her returned he was stuck by her sudden depression, he couldn't see it's reason or rhyme,
He turned her around, and let his heart be poured to her, eyes smoldering in the night,
They smile and melt into each other, knowing The End will arrive when it is time.