Robert Smith

A kaleidoscope I see

a girl with rainbow hair, and free

 

you are my fascination street

a reflection of my face in heat

 

when Friday I’m in love now

the love cats all come slinking round

 

your face I see bowing dour

a lullaby that makes you cower

 

from the edge of the deep green sea I peer

homesick, and the end is drawing near

why can’t I be you, I wonder

 

a strange attraction pulls me strong

and then I sing a sweet lovesong

 

pictures of you in the purple haze

I’m counting down in between days

 

just like heaven I’ll be amazed

when at your concert I’ll be crazed

 

let’s go to bed I ask thee dear

not ever in one hundred years

 

maybe someday, always pray

but never enough, even today

it’s not you it’s me, you dare to play

 

-Sandra Johnson, 6/23/2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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