Kahakuhaupiokamakani

Lady of the cold, piercing wind,

broken and contrite,

can you pick yourself up,

just one more time?

 

Broken promises

never occurs to me

so regularly

is some kind of feeling

turning stale, soft breezes...

promise me,

he'll never leave you,

and cherish true,

sheepish crying,

until your throat caves in,

stifled crying.

spilling former thoughts,

so-called caring,

flower pedals leaving,

imprints on the leaves and

crimson-coloured cheeks,

he left you feeling mindfull

of stories of the things he shouldnt

tell you...

Dear, dear lady

will you dance with him

give him one more chance

to sing

along the open-hearted dying

whispering

those plaster tales

in your sleepy diamond ring?

Pull him

through the river

but dare not

tread the water

louder

clouds for

your tired smiling face.

 

Lady of the cold piercing wind,

Blow yourself away,

Now is the time

Lady of the cold, piercing wind,

Show him the way,

Place his hand in thine.

Author's Note

I am tired of people hiding things from me. More so, just people not telling me things. And then me finding things out. Yeah. Moo. Tell me what you think. Gehh.

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[Jacky Bones]

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