The actor
The actor leaves the stage with a rose in his han
He settles in the back seat his thoughts are like fine san
Driven through the rain swept streets casting a melancholy star
Upon two enraptured loves kissing without a car
The dreams of an actor spill slowly b
Like the thoughts of a dreamer or the casting of a di
Talking to gay fellows of the follies on which they perc
He saw a lovely lady beneath the arches of a churc
Cigarettes in the airless twentie
An estate well filled with dus
In the evening reading Swinburn
Eating mightily with some false lus
But a kiss was what we foun
On damp but friendly groun
The lady wore no makeup but she stood like a swa
Thin body of a dancer her dress was quietly tor
Her eyes searched his distant heart that lingered in the ra
But his friends caught his iron gaze and carried it away agai
Broken hearted in the loveless twentie
Where a wink was like an embrac
Making love on blue friday
From across some foggy spac
But a kiss was what we foun
On damp but friendly groun
Tea was like a mirror a reflection never ther
His thoughts upon that ring of love that burned upon her star
Her eyes her lips her chin her grace the rain upon her hai
Thus it gripped his white gloved heart can anyone be so fai
Untied in the breezy twentie
With a hand held in my arm
Bearing my heart to the hallowed spire
Of this quiet and ancient lan
For a kiss was what we foun
On damp but friendly groun
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