David Byrne

Cissus

David Byrne


Cissus, you keeper of the shadows
Scaling my stone, Terrace Aswarm
In summer

Cissus, you tremble at my window
Winding upward, wind threw your limbs
Asunder

Even blooms that blinked now are open
Vines on my fence are now over and out

Cissus
She will curl to me when I'm folded
Cissus
She will drag the book from my hands

Even blooms that blinked now are open
Vines on my fence are now over and out

Cissus, victorian and thethered
Circle my spire, zenith your heights
Oh lover

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