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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield
Harlequin

You work the room
In time-honored fashion
Smiling, laughing
Your facade your bastion
On the surface
You appear quite at home
But underneath
You're completely alone
You know the game
And you play with the best
But it's become
A continual test
This pretend you
This public persona
Is draining you
Attempting take over
It isn't you
And you don't want to be
A mannequin
Like so many you see
They look so great
And they say the right words
They fit right in
With the glamorous herd
But they don't own
An original thought
They've no morals
And they're easily bought
But you refuse
To become one of them
You won't succumb
To their meaningless whims
You walk the walk
You excel at their game
But deep inside
There is nothing the same
You'll continue
To pretend nonchalance
Be as shallow
And you'll mirror their wants
Until the day
When it just gets too close
To damaging
What you cherish the most
When you must choose
Between glitz and real life
You'll leave behind
All this meaningless tripe
For what is life
If one loses oneself
You'll be content
Your integrity kept


Terri Lyn Stanfield
12/31/2001
Lying Eyes

You sit right there, and look at me
Directly in the eyes
And tell me that your heart is crushed
That I would think you lied
You plead your case, you're so sincere
You never once do blink
You tell me that your innocent
No matter what I think
You have been accused in malice
Someone wishes you ill
You never would betray my trust
You have too strong a will
Temptation doesn't stand a chance
Against your devotion
You never even entertain
That outlandish notion
So please, won't I believe your claim
Of total innocence
You've never cheated, no, not once
You've never used pretense
You look at me with hangdog eyes
Your heart there on your sleeve
Clearly you expect forgiveness
Too bad; before I leave
Let me tell you a thing or two
About your naive bride
She ceased to exist a while back
The first time that you lied
While you have become an expert
At covering your tracks
I have become quite skilled myself
At getting my own back
While you've been otherwise detained
I have rerouted funds
I've spoken to a lawyer, too
This fight has just begun
I hired a private eye, as well
He took some great snapshots
Of you in flagrant delecti
That's part of what I've got
I've also got some witnesses
All set to testify
They've seen you while you've been at play
You've been a busy guy
So, no way do I believe you
Or your pathetic claim
Of your fidelic innocence
And two can play this game
You chose to spread yourself around
Among the town's females
And I chose to take advantage
Of all the rumored tales
You really made it too easy
To get the goods on you
But any way you look at it
Dear, you and I are through


Terri Lyn Stanfield
12/2/2001
Burning Desire

You set my blood on fire
Just by walking into the room
From the instant you enter my line of sight
Everything else just ceases to be
My whole existence shrinks down to only you
Yet you cross the room completely unaware
That you are everything I desire
I'm told you're shy, and so am I
But I grow bolder with every sight of you
Soon I will throw my self restraint aside
I will make you burn for me
And together we will set the night on fire


Terri Lyn Stanfield
1/5/2002
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