maandag 19 februari 2018

Solid ground


she was there an' she shook me
she was there an' she took me
she promissed me a gentle storm
she promissed me her smile
and swept away my solid ground

so when I left her for the breaking of light
I left her gentle darkness. I left her velvet
touch, and.. I knew I'd come again, maybe..
on solid ground I'd even stay

(c) JR. 2018

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