Like a swathe of flowers,
your lace covered ribs ,
disguise a family ruin,
you glide between lovers,
when life doesn't fit,
it so rocks your mother,
extend the rain shower,
swing life by the jib,
smile at waiting Rovers,
do you brighten follow,
fuse with all your will,
any absence of tomorrow,
as a woman here and now,
why resist what gives,
dance the way you feel,
no need rage or bother,
find a way to live,
love's more than Sayanora,
when you turn and spin.
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