Jerrybaldy
03-14-2012, 08:05 PM
The flower girl
has strawberry lip gloss,
breasts over easy,
drunken delights,
daisies for the Dandies.
A kiss for her petals,
a cut price bouquet, for the boys.
Priceless posies
scattered on stained sheets
wilting with the wood.
Let me take you
where pastels
paint the meadows,
double rainbows
drip feed promises.
We can do somersaults
on fresh cut grass,
climb haystacks for a while,
sit bathed
in a shepherd's delight.
When the day dissolves
and the herd stands asleep
before slaughter,
tip toe as you leave,
your posie left, beside me.
has strawberry lip gloss,
breasts over easy,
drunken delights,
daisies for the Dandies.
A kiss for her petals,
a cut price bouquet, for the boys.
Priceless posies
scattered on stained sheets
wilting with the wood.
Let me take you
where pastels
paint the meadows,
double rainbows
drip feed promises.
We can do somersaults
on fresh cut grass,
climb haystacks for a while,
sit bathed
in a shepherd's delight.
When the day dissolves
and the herd stands asleep
before slaughter,
tip toe as you leave,
your posie left, beside me.