Wednesday, August 08, 2012

And Slowly Melt Away

"If we could 
I wish we could 
Never grow old and grey  
Just be chocolate stars make little chocolate bars  
And slowly 
And slowly melt away"

Comment: I am sorry for the bewitching hour and beyond.  But would a confession not be so much less at any hour not pressed by sleep and the creeping noise of yet another day?

But when you rise I will make it up to you with ice cream and jazz for you to play.



Erica said...

You bring me joy!

Ridwan said...

Gracias Erica.

Mucho amor.