Wings are for birds and women to fly far away

She questioned life and death in a ripe songs key of mortality,
 resilience in the raking of a mind and it's morality.

pampered window shop displaying her best facial features;
which were by far her "cuddle me curious" sapphire eyes.

she swirled a green tombstone tonic with her index finger
quaintly anticipating lies from the crowded cigarettes
hoping to catch a glimpse of glamour & guise.

Wings are for birds and women to fly far away,

he, committing perjury of the heart all the while.