The Chauffeur
Out on the tar plains, the glides are movingAll looking for a new place to driveYou sit beside me, so newly charmingSweating dew drops glisten, freshing your side
The sun slips down bedding heavy behindThe front of your dress all shadowy linedAnd the droning engine throbs in timeWith your beating heartSing Blue Silver
Way down the lane away, living for another dayThe aphids swarm up in the drifting hazeSwim seagull in the skyTowards that hollow western isleMy envied lady holds you fast in her gaze
And watching lovers part, I feel you smilingWhat glass splinters lie so deep in your mindTo tear out from your eyesWith a word to stiffen brooding liesBut I'll only watch you leave me further behind