NeonA Poem by Jack...A little fun on a WhyNot Wednesday
Desperate, for but a touch, a smile found within a glance Drunk along this tavern’d dream, self assured in barstool stance Whispering, the empty shaker, echoing this questioned chance Salted bliss, of heaven’s calling, as my mind lives in a trance Slice the lime, dust the hardwood, care to join me for a dance Come to me, my Margarita, the neon shines of true romance © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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