1 - 9 of 9
-
She sat crossed legged on a high stool, resting her arms on the bar and sipping a dry martini.
A rock band echoed in the background, but -
Caught in circles;
hiding in the corners -
Wait one moment dear, where did I put them?
-
Your arm calmly rests on mine,
as our feet curl up; overlapped, -
In visionary second
Bloody eyes at a pin- point -
The beginning of the end
fell at my feet like bronze foil
1 - 9 of 9
Add a comment
1 - 9 of 9
