Will I find you tonight?
A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return.
I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing and dance all night long. She reached over and gave me kisses and whispered. The night is never long enough and never enough good whiskey. Damn life don’t want us to know any kind of utopia. We are doomed to swim in shit forever
Black skies and wild sea was our paradise. By the light of the Monterey moon. We made promises we couldn’t keep. She had her songs and I had the poetry and the Army.
At the small studio apartment. I watched her paint her face and blacken her nails. I saw in her eyes. She was preparing her mind. She wanted to play the guitar with hatred. Wild and sweet Lily lived hard and…
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