Kirsty

Would you know better, still wonder if, you trust his letter, wiser than your Da or Ma, kissing your finger tips, wearing a little number, a spirit to your mettle , Ray Bans tightly clipped, sunning on the terrace, Aretha hits the Jukebox, rolling off your lips, pray a little goldilocks, no more time as creditor, hands upon your hips, you won’t easily forget him, talk goes pretty far, wonder if he’s shipped, does he dance at Shalimar, figure in your trip ?