You robed up tight your body
You would not break your stare
Your willingness to test my virility
Did not elude me there
I was so tired after her death
You looked familiar in her bed clothes
Her pale legs again in calico fabric
Paced across our bedroom home
Celendine
I realized I was still mourning
I only thought she had come home
Opened her eyes from false sleep
And loved me when I was alone
But there you stood drinking
Water in the false streetlight
Which gushed from behind the curtain
You opened and I'd closed last night
Celendine
The robe had come untied
And as the curtains fell
You walked to where I lay
Too confused to say farwell
Celendine
Warren Jackson Hearne еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 2