Hey
Hey, come to the bay
When the night closes
Roses beside the waters
And the ocean-laughter
We will collect
And resurrect the room
For the two getting lost
Into the golden puzzle
Hey, come to the sunrays
Playing with the bun
Holding the bursting hair
Inviting for a share
Of the teacup tales
Of the awesome ale
Sails of little boats
Hey, let's ride and play
Hey
Black coats and
gagged throats
Run away
The lips of starlight
Calling to play
The fall they
show all blue and gray
Hey leave all blurbs
It's the night for raw herbs
Miles of sharp curves
Nile under stylish rain
Let's paint our pain
Again and again
The nocturnal lips to say
Hey
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