Promised Land

Ricky’s twenty one and Jackie’s nineteen
but she’s done things he’s never dreamed
She’s got a devil’s smile, angel’s lips,
she’s drawing blood just swinging her hips
She says, “Boy, why don’t you tell me what you’re needing.”
He laughs but his heart is already bleeding.
She says, “I’ll show you something you don’t want to miss.”
He says, “You can have my soul for just one kiss.”
So she pushes her mouth to his
And she takes him by the hand,
takes him by the hand.
She takes him in her hands
And brings him to the promised land.

Recycled, and upcycled/inspired by Deep Thoughts. Photograph by Fred Ni.