Happy to Bleed

She fell from the sky in a rush of small birds
A silence profound with no need for words
I felt like a windmill, a stop on her quest
My imagination filled in all the rest.

She leaned into me with all her tattoos
Each one the color of a serious bruise
A moon in her nose and stars in her eyes
Truth in her heart and in her Levis

She’s a bad girl, good enough for me
She loved me and left me, but I’m not alone
There’s an acre of guys all cut to the bone
All of us happy to bleed.

I gave her my all and I gave her my car
My friends shook their heads and called it bizarre
I’m a little bit crazy and a little bit lost
But I’d go there again even knowing the cost

She’s a bad girl, good enough for me
She loved me and left me to gather my own
There’s a river of guys all cut to the bone
All of us happy to bleed.

She’s a bad girl, good enough for me
She loved me and left me, but I’m not alone
There’s an ocean of guys she cut to the bone
All of us happy to bleed

Each one of us happy to bleed.

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About Jim Stewart

Writer at Butt in Chair
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