At Last We Are Finally Strangers Poem by Keith Dovoric

At Last We Are Finally Strangers

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Whenever I come back here, I feel like a king
You give me all your roses and powder my wings
Like an angel

I love the way you ride me as if I were your boss
You guide me thru your chambers of sorrow and loss
‘Cause we're strangers

‘Cause we're strangers
Hell, it don't make no sense
You know I wanna appease you
But we keep meeting by accident

The woman in the window, the man up on the roof
They're witnesses to something that will never know the truth
Of danger

There's wine in the glasses, pillows on the floor
I came here with intentions but I don't know what for
‘Cause we're strangers

‘Cause we're strangers
Well, what is one to do?
Either way you look at it,
She's bound to be on to you

Tonight, I'm stayin' home but that won't do me no good
I know they'll come knockin', askin for wood
From the manger

The king is on a rampage, he wants the babies dead
Meanwhile I'm alone with your ashes on my head
‘Cause we're strangers

Strangers in sorrow
Strangers in heat
Strangers tomorrow
Strangers on the street

Strangers in action
Strangers by will
Strangers contracted
To pardon who they kill

I was burning in the blazing and the blankets of your hold
As my temperature dropped, I felt you claw at the cold
In my nature

Now everything's halted -- the mercury stilled
We climb into an attitude of merciful wills
‘Cause we're strangers

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