Medicine Man

Will you be my medicine man?
Indulge with your wicked ways.
Allow me some freedom,
From the doldrums of the day.

A trusty companion always close by.
It’s not it that deceives.
That’s apparent from the rest of you,
Surrounded by a pack of thieves.

In while I bide my time,
I’ll always think of you.
Once I make your company,
You won’t need to calm my blues.

While I listen to you play,
I collide in your stream of time.
It’s gentle though and then its soothing,
Like a broken hearted man’s wine.

So my medicine man, what is it today?
I’m a little high strung and stressed.
Don’t take too long to indulge me,
Deliver me from this mess.

The Rum Review