klodetta.
my wife
future
i am drunk a little
she has a bad influence on me
but i asked her today to marry me
i broke a rose
a real one
rose
and smelling like paradise
and i asked her to go up to vermont
with me...
and my gypsie called me
and said he needs help
and he doesnt want me to smoke
and it is a beautiful night
life improvisation and covering
the guys rock
i sing
and my voice
is
beautiful
just now
and tonight
and the only reality we will ever really have
is the moment
the beauty
BEAUTY
of the moment
2 comments:
What's that from?
from my mind, mingled with vodka, love and crazyness, with the realization of the should haves and might haves and that we only only have the now and never the then....
:)
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