The fold of the glasses,
during My Way.
The turning,
of a music manuscript.
An ill-filling wig,
and a voice quietly breaking.
Vintage wine from fine old kegs.
December 30, 2014
The fold of the glasses,
during My Way.
The turning,
of a music manuscript.
An ill-filling wig,
and a voice quietly breaking.
Vintage wine from fine old kegs.
Leave a Reply