Skies of blue, soft morning light,
Your lover’s eyes cut clean and right.
Beneath their tide, I sink, amazed
Breathing deep in your carnivorous gaze.

A porcelain smile, so sharp, so wide,
Wings of pride you cannot hide.
Signed in gold from gods above,
A letter sealed in boundless love.

I’d tear the sky and rise so high,
To feast where beauty never dies.
To touch love’s edge with steady hand,
And hold the stars like grains of sand.

But I’ve gone rogue from your sacred eyes,
Lost adrift in lavender skies.
A starry heart in twilight’s hue,
Sprawled on fields of evening dew.

Like a lamb born wet in southern spring,
I see what truth your glances bring.
You burn through all my soft white lies,
Torching the future with flame bright cries.

From down in the Delta where old ghosts bide,
Runs deep-soul heat and Louisiana pride.
Don’t mess around with this Southern bride
Give me a hit of that Cajun swamp-town high.