Saturday, 20 February 2021
Kenny
My lips twist like knives,
I am not forgiving,
eyes scan the river wide,
what else is new,
the wind bites when skipping,
the waves of secret venues,
my mother says stay wise,
make sure you love her,
many a long night,
our course is never smooth,
she’s tobacco blonde and with it,
maybe it's true,
maybe Ma’s right,
skinned alive and swimming,
sunlight, water, sky,
she walks down any avenue,
laughter's for the giving,
eyes bright blue,
I only have my smile,
her frame’s locked into winning,
I dance in the tide,
it's my new beginning?
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