Mirror ball
With shattered pieces of glass
Torn paper
A farrago of meaningless words
Patch worked jeans
And the fairytale clouds
Invigorated by birds
London dreams and money makers
A medley of patterns on faded papers
Dressed in your satin shirt and my black-blue skirt
We sway the night away in hurt
Glossy gold jewels and my crimson hair
Your reckless tattoos and longing stares
The corset on my skin
And pearl beads on the floor
An anomalous cadence
Adorned by lustrous dirt
Sparkling tears
Under my heart-red shades
In lonely streets
And aloof arcades
These secreted phases
Along sunsets and sunrise
Whimsical radios
And long lost ties
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