Send me the bill

the thoughts do not seem to flow
like they used to
the dreams are more convoluted
these days
your face appears
for a brief moment
and in a glimpse of the past
a smile crosses my face
it never lasts however
it never has
in the words of ****
you can't always get what you want
a tasting of love
just a small portion
and I can't even pay for that now
so guess I can't take it with me

Gomer LePoet...