visions of domino

this woman is a perfumed breeze

greek gods recline on her knees

i'd freeze the sun to kiss her ear

it all makes up the visions i call domino

it all makes up the visions i call domino

right now

a suit of doubt she gave to me

in return i cried a sea

of poet's tears and something more

i camped outside her velvet doors

love's a freak and it moves fast

my marble dream it could not last

now every time this girl i see

she tries to chain me to her tree