Spade On Your Finger

I want you to find this,
I want you to know,
one ring on your middle finger one ring in your nose.
Media it says on Canadian​ music fest.
Beige peacoat, and 1 million yellow strands.
Ruby red you speak from sweet lips,
a glimpse into your eyes, I spy a friendship ring.
I guess its been too long since,
and now you’re gone my journalist friend.
Farewell to you and your dimpled chin,
Farewell, adieux mon Amie​ Je t’aime.


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