For All You Done Lady On The Run Poem by Timothy Goodmansen

She holds me down
- with her - sad, sad, frown
Red lipstick, white nightgown
- she is the cream - I swirl in thick
She makes me love - sound of coffee drip

I am again - the boy lost in lust
- she is my sin - she is my crutch
I shall never love - love this much
- she pulled me out - of the darkest pit
She clothed my skin - she made me fit

She took me in - when I was lost
- she brought me back from
my darkest thoughts - thoughts of suicide
- a living hell - she made the world
A world worth living well - she is my queen
- my own Jezebel - So I took to pen
Just to write her this - and thank her for
- bringing me back with a kiss