the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Mixed Drinks and an Ominous Swing

This is me raised to the third degree:
The music, the book, the bitter and sweet.
Remember the beginning?
My memory is thinner of a sinner without sinning.
Together we were spinning,
But grinning every time,
Because it was all ours.
And every time I recycle this theme
I’ll always remember you singing with me.

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