by daylight
we slow dance
embrace our folly
tumble onto
satin sheets
writhe our story
of moon dark
vain starlight
spawning glory
by daybreak
we stagger
melancholy
back to the
loneliness
of ‘if only…”
and begin
once again
to dance slowly.
random thoughts from a computer jockey with a graphite pencil
by daylight
we slow dance
embrace our folly
tumble onto
satin sheets
writhe our story
of moon dark
vain starlight
spawning glory
by daybreak
we stagger
melancholy
back to the
loneliness
of ‘if only…”
and begin
once again
to dance slowly.
