Nostalgia

Featured in the Pengenie blog post Until Revealed – The Obtuse Restriction of Love Freed

Nostalgia

(Emily Barker)

Tram wires cross Melbourne skies
cut my red heart in two
my knuckles bleed down Johnston street
on a door that shouldn’t be in front of me
Twelve thousand miles away from your smile
I’m twelve thousand miles away from me
standing on the corner of Brunswick
got the rain coming down and mascara on my cheek
Oh whisper me words in the shape of a bay
shelter my love from the wind and the rain
Crow fly be my alibi
and return this fable on your wing
take it far away to where gypsies play
beneath metal stars by the bridge
Oh write me a beacon so I know the way
guide my love through night and through day
Only the sunset knows my blind desire for the fleeting
only the moon understands the beauty of love
when held by a hand like the aura of nostalgia

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