Sunday, February 3, 2013

Playing Hide and Seek

Don't you see, love?

The black depths of your blindfold
And how you must have looked
Smiling through the blur
Hoping not to lose

So you counted to one hundred
And then one hundred and one
Before you heard them scramble
Heard him run, run, run

Now you're playing in an empty house
And find this rag won't untie
You don't know how to choose;
Whether to seek or alone hide