Morning Song

by Charlie Baylis

Together we lie under ice-cream swirls
And spirals, under the moon’s music

My head as soft as a dandelion
Seed, rippling in the water of your dreams
The empty aisles are silent

Still let me sing through the sadness
Into a silhouette of silk and suede

The black sun bursts the morning
The banks smashed by dynamite

Still let me lower the sadness
A kiss below my deepest golden kiss

The bedside sky spins inside Catherine wheels
Untangling to two blue lips, uncoiling the curls
Of smiles and songs, soft and criminal

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