Sammy

Sweet talk makes you curl, enough to say Basta, never just a candy whirl, silken wraps you've thrown, always collapse, eyes alight like stones, plates occasionally hurled, nothing holds you fast, makes you torn or scared, life is what you own, if they think that crass, consider them gone, you're not perturbed, now that time has passed, you're not that girl, dancing on brown chairs, singing songs that match, you say you don’t care, keep it yourself or burn, put your love on gas, let the flame flare, make it last.