just a coloured Life

skinny love, dark paradise to Run

your glucosamine ruins my Bones

my heart is low for my flower crowned Queen

singed with my love for your tinge of the Obscene

can you sing with me now, with the hammering Rain

her coloured lens, classified her Name

it’s a pale, dark world– imaginary it Seems

hair rolled back, free and wild life Scenes

skinny love, dark paradise to Run

your glucosamine ruins my Bones

 

©Dawson Lehmann

2015

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About dawsoleh

poet. writer. student. hipster. cowboy. friend.
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