Smoke & Steam

Keep in mind you left me lonely when I had nothing to give
When the only thing that held me set to strain me like a sieve
When your scent still hung about my house
Your hair still creased my hands
You fancy doing anything but what’s needed
Smoke and steam might look the same
Even silken flowers fade
No love for a love gone untended
You can lie there with some fire bird, on your mattress worn and tired
Stuffed with all the pages torn from your books of men admired
Hell, I dreamed you cut the covers, set the pages fly along
For to mingle in the gutter and go down where they belong
Smoke and steam might look the same
Even silken flowers fade
No love for a love gone untended
Keep in mind now what you offer with your pearls and lost boy airs
And the sadness of your smile and your skin now worse for wear
The hand that moves to touch mine now can not undo the done
You fancy doing anything but what’s needed
Smoke and steam might look the same
Even silken flowers fade
No love for a love gone untended