Struttin' his stuff
Glare of lights
Red carpet fashions
Hot tonight
Layers of fans
Line the street
Medicinal mission
Women's treat
Eyes sparkling bright
Wry smile delight
Publicist by side
Just hitting his stride
Acknowledging wave
Traffic staid
All fades to gray
In the spotlight
Adrenaline pumping
Bodyguards jumpin'
Protocol ignored
Fans adore
Sharpie scribbling
Autograph nibbling
Pressing forward
For just a glimpse
Eyes locking once
Deja vu rush
Business demands
Suppress the fans
Cheeks warming red
Something was said
In words unspoken
Moment of token
Caught in the whirl
Hollywood swirl
Feelings denied
Surely they lied
Duty does call
Cross to the mall
Press bulbs to flash
Reality trashed
People to see to
Image maintained
Nothing else matters
Another day's rein
Legacy's goal
Hollywood stroll
Smother the heart
Important part
What about you
The boy back at school
Dreamer's dart
In Celtic heart
Don't lose sight
Of what's right
At days end
What will mend
Ignore
Hearts implore
That one pair of eyes
In the crowd
World drops away
Something to sway
Attend to the call
Fame is not all
Towed by an elbow
The press to meet
Accolades many
Symphony sweet
When party's over
Home to his bed
Head is a swimmin'
Exhaustion thread
One more achievement
Another rave review
List check-off met
Mission set
Drifting toward sleep
Presence he keeps
Many adorers
Inside his head
Still sheets are cold
Accolades old
With whom to share
What can compare
Visceral touch
Would mean so much
Drift off to sleep
Presence to keep
Sweet sleep oblivion
Masks yet again
A missing piece
Of perfection
Human doing morn
Rise yet to greet
Appointments to keep
Always more
Bright lights again
Flood out the colours
Of everyday
Possibility
Monday, October 6, 2008
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