Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Blue Moon

didn’t really mean anything
it was just the tequila
that’s what we said
our last real kiss
so long ago
it was your birthday,
it was a blue moon
almost twenty years later
another blue moon
on your birthday again
and I’m writing about that kiss
that didn’t really mean anything

1 comment:

  1. I like this one. It's funny how moments from our past are put on a shelf, archived somewhere in the warehouse that is our brain, and reappear when we least expect them to, triggered by a song, a photo, or in this case a blue moon. Nice composition.