Josephine

Times brought her here, on yellow nights feasting, certain of her dreams, let others condone, that passing disease, trail of a broken home, outweighs any fear, she'll do what's needed, makes her own sincere, like a polished stone, she stands by the sea, understands credit zones, love creeps on the air, it reaches her knees, she breasts herself clear, matters that have gone, she knows how to believe, welcomes the grey dawn, nourished like a seer , she cries when released, there's someone to care, but doesn't come easy.