Wednesday, 14 February 2024
Annie
I'll dance with you,
right through the gate,
melt me lemon blue,
don't make it sound,
like I’m a special case,
in yellow doused Cologne,
I'll climb over the moon,
church and state,
if you beat the blues,
we are never alone,
still far away,
a promenade to our hope,
tell me the truth,
if your vision's so great,
why cloack it in ruins,
maybe a lousy home,
made you this way,
set you out to roam,
but you make me swoon,
keep me as your date,
forget all the rumours,
love doesn’t age.
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