Wear this crooked tenderness,
Your teen age hurried by dancing,
With sunlights playful summer dress!

Wear this laughter – wear that smile,
Let loin and lovers, exhaust and crumble,
Neath a weary midnight sun a while.

Mired in temptation, kneeled down in the mirth,
Know that love tried and tarnished,
Is better than the one unhurt.

Each night I dream in colours, the paints on your facade
The blues and greens, your brightly reds,
Dripping through the wood work,
Dripping through my depths.
Dilute the pond – I keep oceans.