Fade from smoke- to clarity, twice a week
high on a song in the rain, morning weak.
Brain challenges thee sweaty palms across my swollen cheeks
dancing hands along my trembling knees, sing twin boy.
Sing twin boy, sing her to sleep
sing twin boy, sing for the bliss of a tomorrow in dreams.
Sing to her-and share I’ll my dream-night and night
blow the smoke away and share clear skies
and my knees, will share- thee tremble.
Saint's Muse 