Pilar

Like your ship at sea, I swear to the night, you will hear from me, yours is a rotten core, riddled with lies, hung on your cabin door, your lost imdemnity, between moon and sky, won't fall upon me from the earth's floor, I utter a terrible cry, you are cursed forever more, I’ll see you in weeds, my lips pursed, now the caged birds sing, here on the shore, I’ll prepare a delight, there’ll be no furore, just rock you gently, go slow with the knife, call you Baby, look into my eyes.