Sunday, 3 November 2019

Raith Two

Will you stay the same, beneath the trees, each time we separate, remember the times, we drank in the heat, sat drinking wine, now a morning shame, it's not just our feet, in this tired game, believe me, I'm fine, I dream of the sea, to me it's no crime, what does it take, with my dawn novena, to see you again, smile like a hurricane, fix you something to eat, watch you hesitate, why can’t you remain, the sun sinks uneven, cars fill up their lanes, wait until evening?

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