Now it’s time to let it all go
love, at first sight, was just a joke
taken me down like a clown
in this little old town,
I was a kid
they were grown
they should have known
Don’t come to the stand boldly,
pushing you demands
who do you think I am?
Storms ride the tide that comes at night,
creeping in my mind
the sight of them
makes my poor heart trembled
deeper into the dark.

Judy Emery © 1981
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery