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O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,
I never thought we’d meet.
You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:
I’m back on Boogie Street.
A sip of wine, a cigarette,
And then it’s time to go.
I tidied up the kitchenette;
I tuned the old banjo.
I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.
They’re saving me a seat.
I’m what I am, and what I am,
Is back on Boogie Street.
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Jola Dziubinska | 07-Feb-2011 21:19 | |
Patricia Kay | 07-Feb-2011 06:33 | |
Fong Lam | 06-Feb-2011 18:26 | |
CM Kwan | 06-Feb-2011 12:40 | |
lou_rozensteins | 06-Feb-2011 09:32 | |
Gerard Koehl | 06-Feb-2011 08:05 | |
Paco López | 06-Feb-2011 05:24 | |
an nguyen | 06-Feb-2011 04:48 | |
marie-jose wolff | 06-Feb-2011 00:14 | |
Guest | 05-Feb-2011 20:05 | |
globalgadabout | 05-Feb-2011 19:25 | |
Guest | 05-Feb-2011 18:56 | |
Stephanie | 05-Feb-2011 18:51 | |
Paolo Peggi (aka Bracciodiferro) | 05-Feb-2011 18:49 | |