Poetry

Thursday, 26 June 2025

Make love room

 This room ain't much to look at

The taps a walking out the wall

On long spider legs

And your powder kegs

Are about to blow up everything and all


These chairs are not much

at lying

These beds are not much for sinking

These lies are like a flower stinking

Stinking of the bad rose air


Oh I can tell you that I loved you

From the moment I first saw you

Playing and sparkling in the air

Your eyes were like a fire

And your face like a choir

That sings out of some kind of despair

But a real joy was in you

And I knew, just knew you'd renew

Like a phoenix from the ashes of her care

And go spiralling into night

Like a beautiful firelight

Burning as the thousand suns up there


So we must make room for love

Make room don't slip off her glove

That falls like a silk scarf on a wild wood stair

Make room for love

And all the the oils on the the roaring sea

All the black spills killing

All the helpless gulls

Make room for love

Let love make room for you and me

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