21 times I will meet you
I like you, you
see you amuse me
You're my latest doll in a cupboard of toys
And a thing,
no an object of beauty
You sing and you dance and you're soft to the
touch
Your hair feels like silk through my fingers
Those pretty blue eyes
catch the light when you move
And your smile in my memory lingers
An
intelligent wit holds my interest
Or the fact you would have your own
way
You have thoughts of your own and opinion
And a focus, a presence for
twenty one days
I'll parade you with joy on my arm for a time
For twenty
one times in fact
I'll dine you in places that don't know my name
I'll
show you to strangers and see them react.
At times I'm in sorrow to lose you
all
When twenty-one sunsets melt sky
Often I want to play with you
still
But twenty-one's stronger than I
Twenty one times she refused
me
Though twenty one times I begged grace
I did flowers and chocolates
and jewellery
Till pounding hammer contorted her face.
I gaze at you
now, in my chamber
Together we watch the last fading light
The ties that
bind hold you fast to my bed
I shall kill you this twenty first
night.
