By | 1 August 2017

for Bella

twilight is crowning the hills
gum trees stripped back to ghostflesh
the crossroad is abandoned
car radio harmonising
I drum my fingers on the dashboard
heartbeat a steady bass
accompanying the caramel smoky sun
that anoints your profile
with its last golden touch
along Princes Road
as the lights flare to life
only green is go
I wait for the dark to come
let’s escape
drive, my queen
You own my heart

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