Lucy

Am not your bite, like the big sea, rolls tides in yellow light, what about your lover, with all her surly needs, has she got your number, to bring you to this site, if it's in your creed, celebrate what's yours in life, let a cliff of wonder, be witness to your ease, bathed in a high slumber, stones flowers birds in flight, know enough to see, what is your right, waves would carry you in, why wait for their levee, don't make it spinning fibs, lifetimes of greed.