Sunday, January 24, 2010

Jim, Miller, and Dylan on a Saturday night

The night is one not so viable
Still can't decide if what you say is reliable
what starts a fight
turns into a heart-warming, teary night

Something so fortuitous and surreal
Jim Beam straight out the bottle helps me deal
Quick embraces from two consorts
The bottle awaits and serves as a retort

A miracle in disguise
Wishing for once last look into those eyes
"I love you" has never meant so much
But just loving eachother has never been enough