Sunday Girl

Remember the hand that I took when we met
Fingers stained brown from your Marlboro reds
Adjusting the crown at the crest of your head
Dog-earing pages of books that you read
Sunday girl
Always poised to twirl

Wherever you are
I miss you
Whoever you are now
I miss you

Remember the girl that I saw when we met
One month in pink and another in red
One year in green and now you’re red again
Never been one for the “how have you been”s
Sunday girl
Drowning out the world

Wherever you are
I miss you
Whoever you are now
I miss you

Reviews

[emipoemi]

I quite enjoyed this one! Very well structured and though-out. The narrative is quite strong as well with some very juicy lines and a killer refrain. A+ on this! Well done!