Jerrybaldy
02-05-2012, 08:47 PM
I write in these hours,
with an oily rag,
grooming shy words in the dark.
No light for pretence
for both in the crowd
saw nothing happen at all.
Blind glances exchanged,
enthused ,they yell out
for more.
with an oily rag,
grooming shy words in the dark.
No light for pretence
for both in the crowd
saw nothing happen at all.
Blind glances exchanged,
enthused ,they yell out
for more.