Miriam

What do you care, that they stretch my face, as if you’d understand, the tune in blue trees, the web-like lace, spun on the breeze, you’ll still need to share, heaven's kissing gate, you put me in there, chained to the sea, the same as your gaze, a hymn to serendipity, it’s hard to know what's fair, your voice raised, lips that snare, down harried streets, no one waits, sugar sweet, you're not a dare, to sing so great, are you aware, how we pass the days?