The aunts and uncles kissed
with only their fat cheeks touching
lipstick leaves these marks and
you and me we don't see much in
gold-rimmed spectacles over
well-cut expensive dresses and
beards kept in perfect trim
nobody will make a mess in
traces of passion
or anything resembling it
after a fashion
we're just bent on dissembling it
designer shirts wide open
to reveal gold chains on the lawn
of chest-hair heaving hoping
for stolen kisses in the dawn
traces of passion
or anything resembling it
after a fashion
there's no dissembling it
the bride looked halfway bright
in her gown of chinese silk that
tried but failed to steal the light
of stars that beat the charms she had
refr.
1988. Track 9 van Ludo Mariman's CD They say uit 1993
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