Haley

You'd gamble anything, you look at me and say, why constrain our summer wings, like you kiss the calendar, watching ships in the bay, roll like waves into harbour, chase money like it was bling, salt and perfume far away, caress me as a wedding ring, sneaking out of somewhere darker, smoking cigarettes kneeling to pray, maybe you can afford to wonder, call upon different singers, what a sound they make, songs gurgle what they bring, don't see me as your cling, forage at some night betrayed, conceal the bitter holy things, take them to your grave.