plastic purgery.

Friday, April 16, 2004

the music wafts in
like faint smells of christmas,
a reminiscent tune
i cannot recall the name of.
piano keys softly
calling to
my dizzy head,
whirring thoughts
along with the bouncing
time signatures.
in my thoughts,
that tune was written solely for me.
*bettie* at 3:26 PM