ride the storm to sip from a cup of broken glass,
cut lass hard right when none will.
poignant and enigmatic,
she stands still.

closer to the lips of the hungry and brave,
kissed the rose, but missed the petal.
fool's gold is a panacea,
shook the sheriff and meddled the mantle.

party with a trip to the wedding parlour or funeral home,
take your demons out for a day.
toast to the iris at daisies for lillies,
soi-disant romantic, lover manqué.