Emilia

I’m set to leave, my soul on a wire, will you rescue me, in your eye’s amour, want to do what's right, he doesnt know the score, rocks me gently, says everything ‘s fine, don't worry baby, my heart's a lost cause, all my deeds entwined, scattered on the floor, glamorous, perfect, serene, he kisses me quietly, that how I want to be, a perfect troubador, maybe it's all a lullaby, amid the swell of water, adrift on the tide.