the wrong side of rosy

You left the water murky and I can’t see the bottom

Cider in my veins and a furrow on my brow

I can’t figure it out

I don’t know the colour of your eyes or what makes you smile

But I’d like to¿

I dance to silence in the sunshine and music in the rain

Tipsy topsy turvy

But happy all the same

I’ll swing into sunsets alone

I’ll laugh myself to bone

But if you care to join

Say so

A hummingbird has come to greet the flowers

Adieu.