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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