Linda Hoyle
Brighton Pier

At night you drift into my dreams
The kiss we share a vanished souvenir
As I left you once
Crying and salt stung
In a borrowed room
Looking out on Brighton Pier

You told me once I smelled so good
My scent desire and love untruly said
In that tiny house
Loves of your childhood
Slept adoringly
In a high devoted bed

Come a little closer
My cruel and tender knight
Come a little closer
My secret night delight

Your darkling body leaves me wrecked
Dream tossed and lost my bed a pirates boat
As I search for you
Drowning and landlocked
You still beautiful, still so young, desired, remote

So leave at light and on my own
Stranded in fire in this unholy room
In this foreign land
Sky white and wind blown
Day denying me
My knight and matchless groom.

Come a little closer
My cruel and tender knight
Come a little closer
My secret night delight

(Interlude)
Come a little closer
My cruel and tender knight
Come a little closer
My secret night delight