Life in Poetry. Ria April Avalon

pleasure is gone like this cherry cigar,

      The dawn didn't let fortune's secret unfold

      Or give me a sign, leading where you are.

      A dream half believed in is all that I hold.

      Changes

      I'm looking around and searching you there,

      The bright prospect lights only frown as I stare,

      My heart's getting lost in the shatters.

      I know you'll pick them all up when you come,

      And I'll never mind if you steal at least some,

      Just keep them, and nothing else matters.

      Those white and green lights got my secret revealed,