I’m sitting here
pondering
you’re standing there
lingering
whiff of perfume
silver and smoke
the dreams i chase
your hair, your face
to be left only with
your aftertaste
Archive for August, 2008
Aftertaste
August 13, 2008Yesterday
August 3, 2008Yesterday, was the best day of my life, but today will be better.
Yesterday, was easy.
Yesterday, I lived my life like it was my last day alive.
Yesterday is over.
