she had been hollow, barrel and rag doll

enabler and giver

she is willing, open armed and mouth

loose lipped and soft jawed

bruises are all that remain

from what was once a brush with passion

doubtful and deceitful as can be

stares at special leaves on every tree

oranges peeled in one stroke, always does the most

but could your love set her free?

vocals and words by quincie ndiaye