When we met in 1985, this is where you caught my eyes.
You were 17 & me 14 then, with your eyes on the older men.
I knew I did not have a chance on that day.
So, I crossed my fingers so chance my play.
35 years later as life marched on.
You were like a fawn once far far gone.
I found you again, so I asked you out.
You said yes without a doubt.
In my eyes you are still that fawn like teen.
I am lucky enough to go out with, in 2019...

while they all were busy,
in praising her beauty,
falling for her looks,
admiring her eyes,
proclaiming those rosy cheeks,
he found her,
collecting the bits of herself,
that were tossed by you,
he found her behind the woods of guise,
offered her hand,
and pulled her out,
out of that fake world,
and that has made all the difference

A new drink
From the bar.
I never have to roam far
For as my tears flow
and my thoughts grow
In insanity and darkness
I get intoxicated off sorrow's drink
"self Devastation."
It is such a rush.
This free drink. Such speaks to me.
The "sorrow's" bartender gives me a drink.
And then another....
I don't need a tab or check for this visit.
As such drinks are paid by "insanity."