Reese

Music is my being, we accept her burnt cheer, but bring me a real cradle, walk the city of stones, down an avenue so clear, it stokes the pheremones, vacated lovers in our trade, we handle them without fear, seek good parent's ways, long journey's to the coast, nothing is too dear, swallow deep the ozone, never willful or on show, our donors don't come near, their nightmare unknown, support bears no shame, why we'd never jeer, those who helped a decent lady, my golden skin is toned, lawyer friends shed no tears, my warm untroubled home, will grow as baby's years.