Language is wine upon the lips – Virginia Woolf
Language is wine upon the lips. – Virginia Woolf
You made me reckless
and I loved that about you
for
you are like the star in the sky
I can never reach. There is always
that one
that catches your eye
my grasp can only reach
the forest. The sky is
another space I will one day
fall from as I do in my dreams.
Drink wine from my glass
head out into the party with me
St-Laurent is still trendy
you just have to know
where to go
my friends are waiting with
their high heels and Facebook quotes
ready to take my picture and tag me
as I so abhor
as they ask “Do you mind?”
Yes, I fucking do.
Jack White once told me
“the heart never ages”
and we spoke for a while
but he hates to be famous
and he hates to conform
as most…
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