Peaches and cream
I gave you marmalade dreams
Sticky in the jar the silence clings
20/20 vision I couldn’t see the beams
I knocked and I kicked
Bursting behind every scene
Mad with hunger give me a bean
A drop what do you mean
My hands can’t feed
If you don’t water the seed
Burning violent in the field
Open the lines
Or have they run dry
Fickle and trickle
You give so little
So who’s the bigger fiend
Hooked on the seam
The one who gives
Or the one who takes
All the peaches and cream
-Melissa Donley