kisses in the cold

 
 
 
cold night
 
warm bed
 
thin hard Italian cigar  
flavored with
anisette
 
small miracle of quiet  
swims deftly  
across the  
ceiling
 
a lamp on the dresser  
catches memories  
in it's  
glow
 
my body
your body
   our bodies
 
I wish it could
have been  
you...
 
but wishes belong
to the gods and  
they never  
share
 
and star fish dont  
know if it's  
day or
night
 
and choices are
the greatest
traps ever
laid
 
in the morning
I will play my
guitar and
drink  
wine