a velvet lie

the decades drip like cherry wine, cigarette ash, dont you cry, hide behind your motel sign. lovers fade in polaroids, cars get old, phones dont ring, and dreams get void.

but every summer the strawberries bleed, soft and red, tangled in weeds, just like you and me. lifes just fruit mixed with perfume and smoke, cmon kid dont you choke, lifes just fruit, a velvet lie, a cruel joke.

its nothing baby, just sweet and bare, lipstick stain and sun soaked air. we rot, we bloom, we lose the thread, cmon babe your almost there. kiss me slow before we leave, baskets full, ready to eat.

summers coming, goodbye to spring, now and then, just you and me.