The Grand Theatre

I was not becoming

someone ”else”

I was being

It was not the light-boy’s magic

In my eyes

It was you

It was real

The blush was not makeup

It  was actually me

being overwhelmed

by your presence

I could not stop

giggling like a school girl

in everything that you said

It was not me

portraying someone else

It was the effect you had on me

They threw flowers at my feet


for how almost true things were

Congratulated me for being Brilliant….

if they only knew…

It was

always you