hey girl,
what’s that you say
you’re tired of giving your heart away?

far too feckless
honey’d and reckless
on this cold, moonless night

said you’re looking for Mr Right
but took a wrong turn, yeah took to flight
fled the enemy
goddamn the dastardly

fooled you once, twice maybe
you’re a big girl now
shake it off baby
live another day,
don’t let it get away

trust that there’s more, more than this
more than just a lover’s kiss
love letters to myself
take a beat, or take twelve

’cause you are gold
can’t you see?
keep your heart open,
yeah, own your ‘free’

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“Take Twelve” by jazz trumpeter, Lee Morgan, performed by the Lee Morgan Quintet

Photo by Seth Doyle on Unsplash