
The Kelly Song Collective
Carlita
Carlita’s hands dug dark foreign lands.
Carlita’s nails are in soil.
Carlita’s mind was centuries behind.
Carlita’s legs were loyal.
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And she wants these songs of her to desist.
And she can hardly ever resist.
Oh Carlita, you never really gave yourself to me.
I was watching you stroking the salt from the sea.
Oh Carlita you wanted to. I promise you.
Carlita’s lips never took trips
Too very far from where she sells.
Carlita’s sound was pink and profound.
Carlita’s ears were seashells.
Carlita’s heart was a matador
Said she had it for something.
Carlita’s love was a semaphore,
Just a metaphor for signals.
Carlita’s face kept one ship in place.
Carlita’s tears were tethers.
Anchors were dropped. Seabirds were cropped
Of wanderlust and feathers.
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© Audsongs 2010
