counting mute minutes on the hours as the red hand laughs
silk flowers, spit baths,
silk flowers, spit baths,
a 2nd chance, a free pass
go
then give me your ‘get out of jail free’ card
keep the monopoly money. it seems there is a monopoly on love and harmony
in this 21st century
blues
turning sea-green/aquamarine at your touch
is so inviting and your lips always sing
the perfect melody
right on time and exquisitely on key.
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