her morning elegance.

sun been down for days. a pretty flower in a vase. a slipper by the fireplace. a cello lying in its case. soon she's down the stairs. her morning elegance she wears. the sound of water makes her dream. awoken by a cloud of steam. she pours a daydream in a cup. a spoon of sugar sweetens it up. and she fights for her life as she puts on her coat. and she fights for her life on the train. she looks at the rain as it pours. and she fights for her life as she goes in a store. with a thought she has caught by a thread she pays for the bread. and she goes... nobody knows. sun been down for days. a winter melody she plays. the thunder makes her contemplate. she hears a noise behind the gate. perhaps a letter with a dove. perhaps a stranger she could love.