Gun Metal Blue

© Maggie Moor

From the start
I understood
From the start
So I move on

Will I walk
Away
Wishing you came
Or remember what I saw

Gun metal blue
It reminds me of you
A midnight muse
A Syrian fugue

Maybe I’ll
Never hear your voice
In the clear
Blue night again

Maybe I’ll
Come back around
Look in your eyes
Or take your pistol for a ride

Gun metal blue
It reminds me of you
A midnight muse
A Syrian fugue
Electric tattoos
A snake temple room
A poker game at noon
In a double-door saloon

The backstreet rain
Time to get up again
I don’t know where I’m going
So, I’m alone again
Alone, alone, alone
Alone, alone, again
Alone, alone, alone
In the backstreet rain