Turn the page as you do
See if I'm staring at you
Carry on if I'm gone
Not for long and it's true

If I fall through the cracks
And the shards of the glass
That litter the floor
All these things I'll ignore

All that remains
Is to start up again
So we do, going to, me and you

Take a queen from the pack
Put her heart on your back
Take a quill from a bird
Write you name though absurd

Though I caught your attention
And with hardly a mention
'Tween the sip of your drink
And your moment to think

All that remains
Is to number your page