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Musky, fruity scents so seductive
the fickle breeze, virgin pressed, sampled bare.
Harmonics so bright with soft subtle notes
the distant lit cigarette, flavoursome.
Blue King Browns' Samoa song, passerby
lyrics, tease inner space through island time.
An eclectic mix on a shuffled play
list, oh Samoa, your tears take me home.
Persuasive pink, through her sand bleached blonde hair
elbows in hands, she strolls past the cafe.
The pleated rhythm in the skirts to and
fro, to colour the imagination.
The wait-a-while seat on the corner, draws
the old couple to rest down with such ease.
Just spell for awhile, his knees seem to say
a patience, so refined, waits by his side.
The new moon kissed blue, knocks up on venus
less brother than sister ride the night sky.
Emotions quickened, loose laughter in a
fit, lovers in arms seems so right tonight.
- O -
© may 2007 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
the fickle breeze, virgin pressed, sampled bare.
Harmonics so bright with soft subtle notes
the distant lit cigarette, flavoursome.
Blue King Browns' Samoa song, passerby
lyrics, tease inner space through island time.
An eclectic mix on a shuffled play
list, oh Samoa, your tears take me home.
Persuasive pink, through her sand bleached blonde hair
elbows in hands, she strolls past the cafe.
The pleated rhythm in the skirts to and
fro, to colour the imagination.
The wait-a-while seat on the corner, draws
the old couple to rest down with such ease.
Just spell for awhile, his knees seem to say
a patience, so refined, waits by his side.
The new moon kissed blue, knocks up on venus
less brother than sister ride the night sky.
Emotions quickened, loose laughter in a
fit, lovers in arms seems so right tonight.
- O -
© may 2007 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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