By Laurel Ahlfeld Date: 2005 Jan 21 Comment on this Work [[2005.01.21.13.28.21055]] |
The words I long to tell you Seem to pour from us Like dark wine On a table top Intoxicating and wrong All in the same Beautiful, ugly moment They dab up the spill Before we can savor this crime And we wait For another moment To spill honesty and wine |