#rosalind
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This side of paradise
located just across the threshold
of those delicate clothes
underneath that soft pink skin
stretched over those lovely bones
Rosalind, how those eyes hold
the constellations of my love
hold me close, dear
and let go our fears
of class
of money
let us not go hungry
eat the plate that feeds
The other side is looking greener
like the color of money,
a serpent hissed in your ear
what a fitting surname
Ryder, on the coattails
it's not love, its security
for your family
Thank God for prohibition
paradise was starting to look hazy
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 10:06 AM UTC