ِAbla loved to wipe the night out in you,
To spread my arms,
To take Canopus her mirror
Which gathered in my eye.
She thought your wave is the horse
And my chest is the saddle and the cap.
She flew by us to the other side
And nearly drowned in me.
She loves to walk on the beach
And tells the sand a story about a village,
The duck adores,
Sprinkling like a star..
About Taree,
Where boons landed as harvest.
Between Abla and Taree
My heart landed
And picking became harder.
To spread my arms,
To take Canopus her mirror
Which gathered in my eye.
She thought your wave is the horse
And my chest is the saddle and the cap.
She flew by us to the other side
And nearly drowned in me.
She loves to walk on the beach
And tells the sand a story about a village,
The duck adores,
Sprinkling like a star..
About Taree,
Where boons landed as harvest.
Between Abla and Taree
My heart landed
And picking became harder.
