Cheers, Here's to.....
Dreams...
It's not always genies, full of wishes.
Once, the cork is removed.
Sometimes, it's demons, wot appear!
Full of fire, full of anger, preying on our fears.
Bringing, chaos.... to our lives.
While my corkless bottles, merely bring me.
Sadness, and lonely nights.
A wish, to sleep...... forever, amongst....
A lovers arms
In
Lost & Forgotten Times.
Giajl © Jim Love
still
can't get over cupid downed by an arrow. There is a story there. When my genie emerged from captivity, she took one glance and me and fled. The bottle shattered. I pour my wishes from wine bottles now and on special times from bourbon flasks. My genie is probably hanging out with my muse. Feckless, both of 'em - nice write goo read, hope dream lover becomes reality ~a~
.
Still ....
If he wasn't already downed by an arrow I'd have'd filled him full of lead.
loves been to cruel to me. I'd rather not had been afflicted.
she will always remain that lover in my dreams for she is now gone.
hope you are well. Wine doesn't really do it for me. While vodka manages to
wipe out my world for a few hours. Causing chaos whilst I'm doing it.
take care.
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!