Bluesy Woman
Bluesy woman carry my tune
rasped in relegation
of a crying crimson moon
Forge forth steps of beaten breath
left alone in trepidation
destined to outdistance death
Blast out those baby blues
seep past storms of surrender
climbing barriers broken out by you
Bat your eyes and croon your cries
let your soul come play for me
build me up in a knock down world
in every simple note you bleed
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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