Audrey Ashira

jazz and fireflies

In freewrite on June 26, 2010 at 12:33 pm

the jazz came over the radio
we danced, tripping over eachother’s bare toes
and the sand
and you grabbed my hand

sleaveless dress, aviator shades
grey button down
and chardonay
with chocolate
[you took mine and finished it]
glances
and we laughed

time goes by too fast
and I hardly know how…
we’re practically gone now

lonely stars
behind the clouds
fireflies dancing around
the notes that fly from your guitar

we will run far away
we will both slip away
and I hardly know how
but look
we’re practically gone now

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