Caitlyn

A cold wind blows, it stokes a fear, suddenly in the shining snow, pearl doves arch above, nothing else comes near, their blazing breasts of love, shimmer on my work clothes, my smile is not dear, here are no antipodes, singing along my weather front, even if I take a beer, fly to those who give, their visions blown, I need no leers, a lifetime left to moan, I have the will to shove, that barrel of heartless cheer, into this marshmallow, I do design you know, love these killer years, a woman from stern to bow, let me make it clear.