Sunday 16 April 2017

Ruby

What brings love to light, or makes me pray for previous years, to the walls this life, there is the creep of moon, stars white and clear, before i whisper soon, what you can easily feel, when you dance with demons, a kid on yellow block reel, cool evening tunes, without dreams on lonely piers, you left me marooned, regular as the five and dime, lemon tart as tears, knives my only birth right, the debt is tight, i'll live or die in here, the first one offers wine, others circle near. she pulls at my traces, the world isn't blue, guilt is washed away, she knows what she's doing, the moon is her nosegay it haunts her face, shudder with each wine, think of the next engagement, in the evening gloom, other shipwreck signs, of someone else's purlieu, learn to dance don't get blue, ignore those cool untruths, give me just one more time. what comes to meet you, the decks that grace her due, each sea green evening, she dances on Hawaii, thats what she'd like to do. wriggle up to someone new

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