Category: Poetry


josh | 5 Apr 2005, 6:10pm

In tailspin, senses flare

Rum and sweet nothings

Concoction for disaster

You smile under star and heaven

I falter, I flounder

The sparkle in your eye

I fall, I fall

Consumed, invaded, defeated

Until morning comes.




Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: Joan Baez