Iris moon gone too soon
Boxing to be someone
In the shadows of the bayou
Fancy footwork in the dark
Fighting to get to the top
Standing out from the murk
Compassionate crime
Heliconia sun and tree bark
Winter’s starting to flirt again
Malapert dreams on avant-garde
Bended avenues of strangeness blue
Foment me
Swamped with the center
Of the universe before me
Penetrating my core
My whole being is forlorn
No pressure no pressure
Believing every night we’re reborn
Caldera beneath the gaslight
Blathering about in love
Morning returns
Never again to lose sight
Of the sound of the moon
© GÄ
Poétique 