French Pomme
Held a cross in her hands
From which we succumbed
She was under my thumb
Old Chomp
Fell asleep in my arms
Freckled lip in a yawn
Played guitar, bass and drums
Polychrome
Big words from her mouth
She came into my home
Left me sleeping alone
Beanstalk Ladybug
Contradiction of sorts
Turned the prince into frog
Kryptonite as a drug
Pocket-sized
Gave away a faulty charm
Gentleman in her eyes
Lover in disguise
Miss Sweet n’ Sweet
Found her way back again
Love far from discrete
Love hoping to repeat
Je suis à Marseille
Dans le sud de la France
Cette ville est au bord de la mer
Je ne manque pas la terre