149. the evening
two fingers? yes, she says and laughs,
her eyes and crystal sparkling through the mists
of mirth and alcohol:
a moment culled from countless billions in my life
that I remember well.
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two fingers? yes, she says and laughs,
her eyes and crystal sparkling through the mists
of mirth and alcohol:
a moment culled from countless billions in my life
that I remember well.