Good Morning, This Morning

good morning, this morning
with your hair pressed into your back
your sleepy eyes do kill me with
a blood stained heart attack
could have saw it coming‚
I chose to look the other way
never one for running from the 
drama of delay

good morning, this morning

you say wrong, I do right
on some pointless rising curve
incapable of flight yet there‘s
no finer feathered bird
n‘ I‘ll persuade on all fours
then decline your bold request
it‘s really far too early, n‘ no 
love for puppy breath

good morning, this morning
move on, my regards to your sponsor
if he still wants you, move on

open window yawning
there, behind your lovely face
where a gentle snow is falling
as fine as wedding lace
fuss n‘ fight through the night
n‘ we‘re torn apart all day
neither of us winning, let this 
be our last embrace

good morning, this morning
move on, take it with you, this love song, 
it‘s not a bad one, move on

we could be imaginary friends…
good morning, this morning
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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