Desiree

let's Look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything turns to blue, birds that have flown, don't sing on their way, how do we ever know, my eyes are like fools, wouldn't it be great, to find somewhere new, in this empty zone, where no one reigns, I've come to atone, be someone not cruel, but poised and sedate, who is gentle and cool, when a winter wind blows, and emotion gets flayed, dissolves in the snow, I laugh like it's June, roses shine my face, said what I needed to, asked for sweet grace.