Waiting for the sun in the morning blunderbusstop eye lids and red lips
Couldn't hide her hip's sway
The way a ***** plays
in the moonlight. What a sight .
I'm hurt
I've been cursed,
the wind won't take me
It seems to be bleeding
Exquisite taste in rich sarcasm
Won't you take this ****** away from me before I cave.
In another ceremony we both lived
and cared for the earth,
Unbroken.

"The winds not blowing your direction anymore baby?"

Maybe I just dropped my sail.