“Victory without the irony”
Tuesday, January 31st, 2006Twilight strikes me fanciful
Fill glasses with wine and sip thoughtful
A Rhapsody of the weekend is coming to close
Warm and enveloping as a cloak
Security and nerves bundled themselves
As strange but familiar bed-fellows
Something quakes in the familiar soil
That steady shake that crept in, gone
Left me in peace for this overcast evening
A smirk graces my lips and I […]