Sunday, 27 April 2025
Poppy
He acts like he's right,
can demand anything,
sunlight water sky,
like the waves for'ard,
his smile is estuary wide,
asks for a fresh start,
he never leaves my side,
but sits here and flings,
sobriquets to the fire,
his legs pound the boards,
he bellows for a ring,
words spill golden hoards,
next to me he's bright,
lips twist like centimes,
a millionaire's smile,
but his eyes go hard,
an actorwhose fame sings,
to drop any guard,
he dances in the tide,
his day is just beginning,
nails me with that smile,
am i the one forgiven ?
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