Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Take off the robes of dark and dim
Let borrowed girls seek other dreams
And slip through the hands of lust and greed.

The fire and flames and sad-eyed dames,
The tortured souls of weary nights,
The hanged out features of tired years,

Seek the softly touch of kiss and move
Or may be some quite different groove
To please the soured tongue of lick or suck

Or muck about with death and lives
Or taint the good with lies with yellow eyes
And give no quarter and reach no end,

Until the feel is utter spent and age
Turns the page and shuts the god dam book.

Old poem revived.