Possibility

Yellow
 
Lost in flow
Of notes
Of hazy expressions
Wordless gestures
Throughout senseless evenings
Star-lit
In the middle
Of a fucked up maze
Beyond our wasteful youth
And before our all-consuming
Self-inflicted
Life challenges
 
This place
Where left is a band
And right is a bar
You
I
We
Merlot
And
Possibility
 
I never kissed you
But I should have.
 
 

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