This Ravel Music
This Ravel Music
this ravel music
reminds me of old delicious nights
spent with dark- skinned linda
of canobie street
she was my night girl
my morning girl too
wearing lilac madness
a pursed smile shooting darts
projected by a fiery tongue
speaking words of onslaught and reprieve
of momentous embraces from behind
a bending dilapidated garage
she is digging deep
lassoing in
my incipient soul
masticating with a gooey tongue
this ravel music
reminds me of damp mornings
spent with dark-skinned linda
of canobie street
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