Khalila

My star is coming home, a wonder of the sky, in shelters you lie prone, why whisper about love, rolling in a death vice, face ravaged by the moon, Saints show me their bones, a poem makes you cry, you can’t afford to moan, doves in sunlight crash above, a lifetime of men’s sighs, I fly to those who give, fresh linen and eau de cologne, makes you wonder why, blossom always chokes, I’m not disguised by fits, money only lies, just get me through this shift, don’t weigh like a stone, I’ll dance alone on wire, see before me shining roads, before I kiss goodbye.