Carmen

She dances
in dim lamplight,
Hair a lovely wave
smoke in the clubroom,
and thoughts evaporate
in a soft and strung-out daze.
Did you turn to me?
They call you and spit your name
Think I’d provide any more than the same?
You take me
from my last remaining days
and your perfume sparks my blood
Wonderful, so fragile
the touch of your skin
with you and I, lady, there are no sins,
I think we knew each other
in some other
distant life

Good Day Carmen
Goodnight Carmen
Arizona nymph
Graceful girl of the Calico skies
Whose eyes frame the twilight and
take me through to the Santa Fe night
Take my hand, sweet girl
I’ll be yours, you’ll be mine
And we’ll hold each other
once again in these darkest of times
While the sun keeps on refusing to shine
Fear not to sing
Carmen, my darling.