Shy Women

Shy women, you and I
 Shy, from knowing too well
 Every time, as though it were mine
 The bitterness that you hide so well
 I say nothing at all, thinking of your pride
 And I tell you that you look well
 And you roll your eyes and laugh
 And we sit down together
 By the window, talking about the weather
 I should have told you, you looked so alive
 And elegant in the low sunlight
 Shoulders wide, though in readiness to fight
 Something you never even touch
 Never ask for too much
 No, you can get by on almost nothing
 You and I forever bluffing
 And ever so kind, shy women, shy
 Ice on the trees since New Year's Eve
 Coming down in white sheets
 All white power lines
 Swaying high and heavy
 You were staring out, your eyes real straight
 Like nothing touches you these days
 Seemed to me that luxury would be
 To be not so ashamed
 Not to look away
 Even this, heaviness, deserved no less
 Than to always confess every false smile
 To every loneliness, there's a design that we witness
 You and I, shy women, shy