Rowen

It sometimes works a treat, sitting around a pool, drinking Vodka Martini, what your head can't undo, the bones won't fool, a wish to be someone new, yellow sands redeem, everything resides in you, scrubbed bright by the sea, you can shake into good, when you get the news, no matter what the juice, hard to feel discreet, face the groaning crew, lovers lay at your feet, if your flame turns blue, spirits haunt every venue, let no one disguise truth, all that’s left of equity, cannot turn into booze, with your sudden energy, find that magic clue. .