Friday 7 August 2020

Ellie

She dances in the tide, her fame is just beginning, nails me with that smile, my mother asks what's new, she is not forgiving, love's not running smooth, tobacco blonde full of lies, fresh alive and kicking, many a famous night, what else can I do, who does the bidding, tells me life’s a shoe, you know what's right, she can demand anything, sunlight, water, sky, treats me like a parvenu, lilac heads are dripping, she melts me lemon blue, her lips a twisted knife, our trips on golden avenues, her eyes the river wide, brings me back to you.

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