Scarlet Town
Letters open yesterday
Within the words we used to say
As silence reads them like a dream
I swim in love once thought supreme
My eyes relive our papered past
While reading slow to make us last
Much longer than our hearts had dared
And finding that we should have cared
For tenderness cannot ignore
The way our lips desired more
Had hearts not faltered out of grace
Or fingers touched another's face
Then maybe I could find in you
The only love I thought I knew
Before your rage had beat me down
With drunken paint from scarlet town.
