Yanking the Pearls Off Around My Neck
Takes you back again
And the wind is your song against my cheek
It may sound juvenile
But I cant help wondering if I tricked you into loving me
And there was hesitation
Always with the hesitation
Caught in a stance between
Stride and stillness
You always followed the sun
And I the moon or have I misremembered?
Either way
It all makes much more
Sense now
It is true that sunsets and storms
Get all the attention
Sun and moon are disparate things
And we fought for each one in turns
At different moments and in varying degrees
But soon, soon soon
I can be my own girl again
Yanking the pearls off around my neck
Theyll say, "Look at her"
Walking in Parc Ex
With a spring in her step
Writer/s: Alexandra Levy