Buttons

Your twin hair of ash of blonde of dune

Your twin eyes of chrome of peacoat blue

One eye twinned twice

Oh you two of the same name

Red clay as far as you could see

But treasures lay in trillions beneath

Try not to talk about it

Oh you two

Your treasure talks in droves

It talks tidal

So measure your true trove

It's wise-old

So let fly and unfasten

What's been buttoned neck-high for your sweet life's rare ration

Your tongue's been all bell-shy well

You can't un-try the feast your appetite speaks of

Your twin hair wheat blonde dune oh you two

Your twin eyes of chrome of yonder blue

One eye twinned twice

Oh you two of the same name

Oh now you two

Up to your waists yes up to your faces in french clay

Up to your necks yes up to high places in buttons