Smiling, my mind
wanders on its own
as I sit here singing
an old love song

All those girls and nights
a lone time gone
anticipation and the moment
or going home alone

A headstone at midnight
the soft new grass
making love as I look up
and reading who passed

Now“a cold girl will kill you
in a darkened room…”
but want a night to remember?
make love on a tomb

08/19/2007