Inside one nine seven four ~

Tirzah Garwood  ~ The Cat Wife 1930

                    I dream of a daddy with eyes like wells
                    Blinking, blue the stories he tells

                    He reaches me inside one nine seven four

                    Only we hold the key to this door

                    Inches from mine, these pools of azure

                    Pale white skin traverses the floor

                    He talks of coffee; a shop where we’ll meet

                   Where brown nudges blue and hearts skip a beat

                   Side by side, I sit with my beau

                   His English Cologne making me show

                   That my fondness for him is as deep as the well

                   Love knows no distance; of that I can tell

                    I draw on my coffee and nothing is said

                   He flashes his blue that takes me instead -

                   To the room that we share, somewhere off the hall

                   Of garish carpets, lampshades and all

                   As we fall down the well to that place we call sleep

                   I hold him inside and there I will keep.

                   Where brown touches blue and a new colour is born

                   I’m inside my Xander, at least now ‘til dawn

                                               Written by Xander Nicimos, through the eyes of his Missimos ~