If not now then when.
The agitation is clear as day.
I clear my throat and say,
"Someday on that special bright blue moon,
Someday when I'm done fooling around,
And finally fall for someone to swoon for"
"Once upon a time in oblivion,
From the blood rimmed wine glasses,
to the sounds of clinking in the air.
To the fireworks in my heart."
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
If not now then when.
The agitation is clear as day.
I clear my throat and say,
"Someday on that special bright blue moon,
Someday when I'm done fooling around,
And finally fall for someone to swoon for"
"Once upon a time in oblivion,
From the blood rimmed wine glasses,
to the sounds of clinking in the air.
To the fireworks in my heart."