I am drenched in silver smoke
With my weekend brandy mates,
Laughing at the same old jokes,
Taking part in drunk debates.
When my forces get united,
I will leave the noisy bar,
Soon to find myself invited
To a ride in someone's car.
Midnight dates, adventures, strangers,
Mad ideas for some fun,
The temptation of the danger
To be liked by everyone,
Lust, elation, merging faces
Lighten all the darkest days.
But past love's lost scattered traces
Aren't that easy to erase...
Comments
Highhat | July 15, 2011 - 10:23
I thought this was a lovely easy going poem with just the hitch at the ending.