Blight & blossom

Well the birds around on this April day
There’s a spring in her step as she walks away
From my door, it’s this time of year
Kick starts desires

All the butterflies come to show their faces
I swear ones in my stomach is marine replaces
The winter nights throws me inside out

And it’s frost and not snow
And our hearts are light
And it’s fresh from now but the margin’s slight
The earlier signs of bloom seem alright to me

The days drifted on as they like to do
And we like the sun so July just flew
Straight by like the plane that took us to Tuscany

While I’m not one for impulse decisions
I’ll always treasure those Italian visions
I smell Chanelle and see the head bandana ahead

But it’s always so bright at the peak of the day
And that’s how my son provided this late
For the best of us seem to be takes down for good

The leafs started changing from green to red
Boris had been put to bed
There was a fight to the wind
The shift sole past my face

Then the fights began to take control
The worst devour the nights alone
Like hold bed sheets
Drag me to a new low

And red is the colour of love, they say
And there’s plenty of red on this autumn day
So why does it feel like it’s slipping through my hands

A white sheet settled on the stony ground
Killed off the last signs of life around
The Christmas lights
The brightest in that month

Marie packed her bags a month ago
It’s a shame her appearance wasn’t cameo
That’s not to say it wasn’t worth the feature at all

Oh and pain they say is twin
To pleasure and I’d rather had felt both
Than never feel everything but the dream of someone like you

Oh so miss night, I hope my dear
That you sleep sound and that your mind is clear
Though my thirst is great
And now that it was at the start