She’s So Dark

© Tom Drinkwater 2006

 She’s so dark, so dark, Like the good night, like a dog’s bark
She’s so pale, so pale, Like a parchment, like a salt sail
She’s so bleak, so bleak, Like an old bone on the beach
She’s so warm, so warm, Like the ocean, like a summer storm
She’s so cool so cool, Like a glass spoon, like a trout pool
She’s so black, so black, Like an ember in a hemp sack
She’s so brown, so brown, Like an oak beam, like an old sound
She’s so right, so right, Smells like chocolate, tastes like marmite
She’s so wrong, so wrong, Like a death wound, like a border song
She’s so hurt, so hurt, From the inside like dead Kurt
She’s so goth, so goth, Like the burnt wing of a moth
She’s so strong, so strong, Like an old scar 10 years long