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I’m the innocent glance, I’m the ghost of a chance
I’m the wink and the smile when you asked her to dance
I’m the heat in the touch when your fingertips brush
From her back to her waist, I’m the look on her face

I’m the desperate estrangement of woman and man
I’m the twisted arrangment of flowers and plans
She catches you looking her square in the eye
I’m the days and the months and the years that go by

I’m interpretation, the grand rationale
I’m the great complication you conjure somehow
I’m the dark distant dream in the back of your head
I’m the vision of freedom you see in her bed

I’m the boots on your feet in the heat of the fire
I’m the truth you repeat to feel less like a liar
She catches you looking her square in the eye
I’m the days and the months and the years that go by

I’m the shadows thrown long by the light of the moon
I’m the monster that haunts her cold side of the room
I’m the nothing response that you swear every time
When what thousand yard stare betrays me on your mind

I’m the last to lie down and the first to awake
I’m the sights and the sounds and the curse you can’t shake
She catches you looking her square in the eye
I’m the days and the months and the years that go by

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Charlie Stout Lubbock, Texas

A native of West Virginia, now a resident of West Texas, Charlie Stout draws on experience as a photographer and filmmaker to write cinematic lyrics of life and death on the New American Frontier.

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