Wednesday, 10 April 2019
Faiza Two
I'll dance to flutes,
if i'm not too late,
wine and sea reckless fools,
don't make me groan,
I'm a special case,
in fresh clothes and Cologne,
I'll borrow the moon,
church and state,
if you'll break my curfew,
we are never alone,
in what we hate,
a promenade to our bones,
tell me the truth,
is our vision great,
no one lives in broken ruins,
maybe when you've gone,
let me stake my case,
shiny as a polished stone,
you make me swoon,
call me your fate,
let us lie in stupour,
love's not a duel.
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