#embankment
I don’t dwell on the whiskey burn
Or on lager-foamed lips
Rouge lipstick mark hints
Of a bruise to form and swell
You say you remember it well
Of me doe-eyed, above the glass
That captured a moment passed
Sleuth youths with young lungs
Huff up Villier’s smoke - so cool
Smirking, as we watch the girls
In vintage skirts, they coyly twirl
With kindling eyes and Gordon’s wine
In shy reply.
Echoes of the night before
Slowly fade in violet hours.
What’s so inviting under Arches
Now clatters back to the Strand,
Away from Embankment
And stolen midnight kisses.
So to remove a part of me
Is to remove a world of Pride.
A journey not yet run its course,
A journey not at its hearse
;
For if it is not alright
,
Then it is not yet the end.
Without due care I flick the end
Towards the river well
.
It roars and sighs,
By the ‘friar,
Past the Tower,
And Shadwell,
All through Rotherhithe.
It’s not the end, it’s not the end
.
For we go on and on
Just like the Thames.
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 4:59 AM UTC
along the embankments along the highlights
along the dark light ahead
along the embankments along love
along the beauty and dreams of melodies
i walked I walked one on one
with his own great destiny
i walked I walked one on one
with his own bravery of the wild
and the waves on the shore of the shore played
played waves in the ocean in the sea
and the sea was black black and dark
but the faces are bright but faces
24.07.18
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
The embankment is a river
of bottles in the sun
I've held them and I've kissed them
every single one
Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 6:45 AM UTC