Romy

Who knows if she's right, when she can demand anything, sunlight,water,sky, like grey sea off Martha's shank, her smile arrives in a sling, beams where my heart sank, she's never left a family’s side, but comes here to sing, a woman who has to fight, her lungs like a tank, that blows through any ring, bursts open doors of banks, next to me like a bride, her lips shine like shillings, around a constant sigh, her days are never lank, nails me with that smile, too assured let's be frank. tobacco blonde full of lies, a dancer whose fame decides, many a famous night, who dances in the tide.