Rosalie

Why treat me so uncouth, exclusive of your dreams, melt me lemon blue, with your belts and perfumes, easy dancing schemes, ask what I'll do for you, your palace lies in ruins, battlements fall to the sea, walls are yellow mildew, brought here as your muse, my path forever eased, so hard to mime tribute, your wide satin shoes, deep as soup tureens, follow my every move, why keep me as a rebuke, you’ve someone else to see, no one knows the truth, just let me flee. .