Ellie

I throw away the years, every age has its crust, the laughs and happy tears, no life is too short, for those who you trust, in our toil of waters, you run like the deer, carry a smell of musk, in hazy bars so dear, I know what you taught, spinning pennies in the dust, laughing never overawed, what brought you here, on this tidal flood, somone so sincere, no book or district Court, hides the fact you’re bust, what you sought, blow flame across my fears, bring me all the luck, I hope before you disappear, geese ride on the dusk.