Lilly - TENTS

The bright eyed keeper

Sits on the bed and coos

The light gets deeper

I am in the pews

Imaginary daughter

Fades out, reappears

A splash in the water

A bout with ancient fear

But baby I could blunder

I’m a stubborn old grouch, it’s true

But the spell I’m under

Lilly in the desert, bloom!

In my butterfly belly

Logic is not the truth

Though in my twenties I contended

I could not prove

But baby I could blunder

I hear what I wanna hear

And baby, I’m a runner

Got a lot to lose

Maybe there’s a difference

Maybe there’s a point of view

We can drink the cool water

Lilly in the desert, bloom!