Adore Blues

We went walking all the way to the wharf
On a red hot day the last of July,
Just to hear your blues through an open door

I’m an orphan child New Orleans style,
I’m as wild as hell the older I get,
With this body you’d think I was a girl

Adore, Adore, you taught me to love you,
I can’t stay out of your house or your bed,
I don’t know what I’ll do when you are dead

She says if you don’t love yourself, who will
I stare down in the water where God was
She takes my hand, she puts it where we love

(2 August 2011)

copyright 2011 by Floyce Alexander