Marieanne

I dream of his class, silken not shorn, listen to myself gasp, struggling without scorn, broken unsought, it's a time that's torn, landing in the traps, dancing on thorns, a modern-day iconoclast, justice has been bought, riding his storm, a penny for your thoughts, you can't say I lapse, now that he's gone, hidden under burlap, I fed him his corn, he broke the fast, now he's without compass, on the red mountain pass, I'll have him caught, love cannot crash, with my bad form.