The moment I placed them on the white cover,
Time to time if not to please then it was to ease.
I had been just a fan, so she left without saying good bye.
No one to turn to timid brain, arms so small with hands left unused.
It was certain that on the shore, I stood alone.
Side to side, it glistened, it was hunger on my chest,
My mind no longer knew peace.
I was just a little girl when he called me “Baby”
Only to leave scarlet tints on my dress,
For a little to be left flowing with the support of my tiny legs.
My mind never knew peace till I placed them all on the white cover.
If not to place it was certain that I was to ease,
These are the words that matter to me.