Amazing
four feet under the ground
and still as vibrant as yesterday
Little socks
rolled down on her ankles
and still so weathered
like a leather pipe
She slides off me
and falls in the chair
and smiles slightly
and plays with her hair
Still, like a shepherd
I guide her to me
she nods and she flops
and she spills all her tea
The drunker, the better
I've always believed
I feed them some poison
and then I retrieve
The sighs are all flowers
I'm putting in a box
Their weakness, my power.
I question my touch.
Amazing
her lashes are jewelled with drops
and still as happy as yesterday
Little twinkles
on her shaking wrists
and I find I'm no longer exposing my wit.
four feet under the ground
and still as vibrant as yesterday
Little socks
rolled down on her ankles
and still so weathered
like a leather pipe
She slides off me
and falls in the chair
and smiles slightly
and plays with her hair
Still, like a shepherd
I guide her to me
she nods and she flops
and she spills all her tea
The drunker, the better
I've always believed
I feed them some poison
and then I retrieve
The sighs are all flowers
I'm putting in a box
Their weakness, my power.
I question my touch.
Amazing
her lashes are jewelled with drops
and still as happy as yesterday
Little twinkles
on her shaking wrists
and I find I'm no longer exposing my wit.
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