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