Saturday, 1 November 2025
Georgie
I need another home,
somewhere warm to stay,
now that you’re gone,
what else should I do,
ship out all the waste,
forget that other Dude,
all my troubled notes,
take comfort in each day,
when I'm most alone,
the sea is lemon blue,
skin tingles with spray,
makes me feel brand new,
deep in my bones,
know this is the way,
being present on my own,
something to the good,
stops to laugh and say,
why act like a fool,
brilliant pheromones,
might whisper your name,
but riding on the ozone,
know I'll be OK.
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