Sunday, April 24, 2016


I've got to find some
Mirrors mirrors mirrors
To show you the lines on your Dorian Gray
The coldness you felt when you said 'I love you' -  did you think nobody would understand the glint in your eyes
Your cursory show of libido - I have a nude of you in my wallet
Oh baby your perfume will haunt them for years and
Do you know your whispers felt like sonic booms
They were delicate creatures drawn by the smell of sex and poetry
Sex and love were in their nature
Don't blame yourself, you just wanted the love and intensity
And the flattery- kept the ball rolling
Do you think it's all true that the scars remain hidden?
Do I have to find you
Mirrors mirrors mirrors
I think I've had my fun

I'll let you have yours.