Jack on the rocks as I sit at the end of the bar... Horn tells - TopicsExpress



          

Jack on the rocks as I sit at the end of the bar... Horn tells a story of a love I once knew.... Blues alley as we breeze through. ... I kissed you as I exhaled in silence... I missed the nape of your neck so badly.... I tried to avoid eye contact with you... cigars blow smoke and I choke off of the incentive. . Steam as it covers my existence. .. And when the smoke clears. .. . I still.... see only you... Who am I really hiding from... and who do I run to... Leg room... I suppose... #ScribbleScrabble
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 00:00:45 +0000

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