Arden

She blew flame across tears, shared jokes in the dust, then disappeared, i knew her in jail, a woven blanket for our lust, always cheered me never failed, what brought her here, with her smell of musk, a woman so clear, ice blue as the rails, rode them till she's bust, absorbed all her days, not anyone could go near, that pie without a crust, where she has been, she haunts me like deer, i did what i could, smoking a cigarette she appears, i put away the years, her lovely lined face thrust, laughing over a happy beer, geese rise in the dusk.