A Long Night's Work
I
Like a turned down bed she beckons to you,
Come in! Come in! throw off your weary garments and come in!
So saith the night in her whimsy of you.
Sweet sojourner find your comfort in this:
As much as you yearn is surely as much as you’re missed.
II
Shallow, shallow shot glasses
littering the bar
carve my heart
to pieces all for a few
quick releases I forsook you
like a fool I am full
of spirit and empty of soul.
Huh, I thought I commented on this yesterday but apparently I did not.
ReplyDeleteI just wanted to point out to you how much I enjoyed these.
And, additionally, if I haven't already said so, I always like your word choice.