Dec 2012
I want raging nights,
dark and wild;
lit only by bonfires
and glares on glasses.
I want sun-kissed mornings,
breezy and free;
interrupted only by the voices
of lovers and friends.
dark and wild;
lit only by bonfires
and glares on glasses.
I want sun-kissed mornings,
breezy and free;
interrupted only by the voices
of lovers and friends.
