Wisdom
to you
is whiskey in a glass
sitting alone on a table top
The amber color
catches the light
and splits the rays
Filling the space with
FIRE
She stands alone
with the light burning off the walls
Stuck in the past with the melodic tones of my voice
drifting through the air
Stay --- with --- me
spend the night ----
stay with me
The fire fades and the light returns to the glass
sitting alone on the table top.
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