Across the sky.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Today is smooth with lipstick and high heels.
I fashion the right things in the right place.
All because I am excited that a metal bird is coming.

With the girl of wonders on its shoulders.

In a city where crime is its right hand.
Corporate corruption in its left.
She will be waiting around a conveyor belt.
That goes round and round.
Where people stand and look down.

Today is smooth with lipstick and high heels.
I fashion my best looking clothes today.
All because I am excited that a metal bird is coming.

With the girl of wonders on its shoulders.

On the ride home she can sleep.
I will wonder "Should we stop and eat?"
But conversation will be alive tonight.
Matching our pulses in time.
It's beautiful to know, you are mine.

There is plenty to do, I promise.
We can't get bored we have ambition.
There is plenty to do, I promise.
We won't get bored because we have each other.

Today is f*****g gorgeous, a bombshell.
I suit up looking like a million bucks.
All because I have a date, the metal bird is coming.

With the girl of wonders on its shoulders.