Saturday, 7 March 2020
Dany Three
My lips twist like knives,
I am not forgiving,
eyes scan the river wide,
what else is new,
the wind bites when skipping,
to our secret venues,
my mother says stay wise,
make sure you kid him,
many a long night,
our love is never smooth,
I’m tobacco blonde and with it,
maybe it's true,
maybe she's right,
skinned alive and swimming,
sunlight, water, sky,
he’ll walk down my avenue,
laughter's for the giving,
eyes bright blue,
nail him with my smile,
his fame locked into winning,
I dance in the tide,
is this our new beginning?
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