In my dreams last night

[mojgani]

I found a blues song in a guitar under my fingers; I watched an old man from a window above the courtyard listening.

In my dreams last night I think there was a storm coming. Upon a wet ledge, tying something down, I tried a tooth-sized shot of sweet liqueur.

Comments

[jdroa]

I like this. I'm not really sure why. I'm not really good at explaining why I like things.