two snow days behind me and a three day week in front
with friends to look forward to, there's a smile to beat away my seasonal affective disorder and I'm growing calm.
Nights cloaked in black and gold, gin and lime
a sour start to a sweet dance and sleeping in the attic,
a few moments pass the winter time.
there's coffee to coat my cough and quick kisses
to loosen my lips, roses in three colors to make my heart
do back flips
and music always to comfort my wandering soul.
No comments:
Post a Comment