Mindlessly floating,
aimlessly wandering,
pining through the
vineyard for the
key to stop my clock.
"A beautiful night." she said.
"What a waste." he replies.
"The time or the company?"
she hesitates to ask.
Thump-thump-thump
A sharp look in his eyes
thump-thump-thump
"To each, his own."
Thump-thump-thump
the key does not fit
in this tiny clock.
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 2:24 AM UTC
Mindlessly floating,
aimlessly wandering,
pining through the
vineyard for the
key to stop my clock.
"A beautiful night." she said.
"What a waste." he replies.
"The time or the company?"
she hesitates to ask.
Thump-thump-thump
A sharp look in his eyes
thump-thump-thump
"To each, his own."
Thump-thump-thump
the key does not fit
in this tiny clock.
