Monday, 12 August 2024

Wanda

With your cheery wave ta ra, don't make me shiver, nail me to this bar, a lonely beach in my head, your stories all delivered, bottles, tar, tidal wood, when you leave it's rotten, your love of ports and rivers, hail your tattered spar, puckered string of letters, follow voyages quivered, leave a reminder unsaid, forget me when i'm sodden, all your tales remembered, dreams you trod upon, will you recall my dread, say love is your ember, Santa Fe, Kobe, coffins of lead, somewhere you'll go under.

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