Between Deltae
Baby, it’s time for a midnight waltz
By the lakeshore, sand on skin.
Let’s talk; I’m sure that’s no sin.
We’ve been looking too much at faults-
Slow down, you’re dancing wrong.
Here, I’ll lead to a different song.
There, that seems something better.
I remember starting about things
But my mind’s voice cracks when it sings.
Damn, I’m running on like a mother’s letter.
I think I should be quiet now.
I think I’ll keep on dancing now.
Feo.
