The glint of the sparkles in the road reminded me to check my gauge.
Freezing.
Surprised that my eyes caught the crystals testing the temperature before my fingertips.
Can't argue.
I've been compromised by Herradura and Rittenhouse and the cold is hardly a factor tonight.
Rallying Raleigh Hills to get to you.
Thursday, October 3, 2019
Friday, June 8, 2018
Hexed
I’ve given up,
giving up
music that reminds me of you.
That reminds me of the room
filled with ambiance and glinting star light
and your starry eyes.
Washing over me, like your words
and your arms filled with love
and all the me too, let's do..
Reminiscing in hazy clouds
with bottles of bubbles,
parts of poems and prose.
Freeing myself from the promises
you'd never kept and never meant to.
Thank you, for all your thank yous and
appreciation and proud of yous.
I'm better off reading them in a text
than to be hexed, by you.
music that reminds me of you.
That reminds me of the room
filled with ambiance and glinting star light
and your starry eyes.
Washing over me, like your words
and your arms filled with love
and all the me too, let's do..
Reminiscing in hazy clouds
with bottles of bubbles,
parts of poems and prose.
Freeing myself from the promises
you'd never kept and never meant to.
Thank you, for all your thank yous and
appreciation and proud of yous.
I'm better off reading them in a text
than to be hexed, by you.
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