Magnolia WHine

remove me like the ring you're wearing

forget that far away I sleep

among the hordes of the memories, merlot, women's magazines

and when the sun comes up tomorrow

another shady late entry

another lie among the never-saids buried in between

in sorrow, spirits lure you where they want

while an empty bed hands you forget me nots

but come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land

no more love for nothing, no more hesitating at your hand

oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms

and you'll melt away like smoke into the dark

through the dark

he smelled of fine magnolia wine and Dior Allure

she'd long been up when he crept inside

and then, the smash of the china plates, the zing of the cutlery

says, when we took our vows in silence

i thought your hands would stay in place

thinking lines would be drawn for love, but some just never change

must you make me look down at my shoes

when my mother asks benignly about you?

but come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land

no more love for nothing, no more hesitating, no regrets

oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms

and you'll melt away like smoke into the dark

through the dark

from flesh to blood to heart to bone