rare rhymed piece

On the dim lit streets of New York town
You danced for uncrowned Kings
The whiskey harsh upon your lips
With eyes that could not see

And I’d await by the ocean’s shore
With the horses tethered fast
For dawn would draw you homeward
from each exotic dance

You sought for what M’lady
While youth a withered vine
I had but love to give you
The rose of velvet time

In silks and pleasure lay your dreams
As stone became your heart
And I rode fast upon the winds
But your voice bade me come back

So life remained until the morn
When the music lost all rhyme
A sad goodbye upon the grave
The rose of velvet time