041709a Susan Boyle, You Could Be Poem by Manonton Dalan

i feel her warmness
caressing my lap
as i wiggle my toes
atop my bed, stretch
from a folding chair
enjoying her blue pond
i press her keys to my delight
susan boyle in les miserables
wooing cynical crowd

i could have heard
she never been kiss
at forty-eight could be a bliss
she claimed she’s from a village
as she wiggle her hips
uttered ”that’s only one side of me”
what else could be

she has a dream; fantastic
“cry me a river” enjoyed by few
ten years later she’s on our view
to our awed-lips we cherish
pick on her brows, hair and knits
i wonder you could be susan hiding
too timid to come out from your dining