Wine Colored Stars
By evangelina
Bonfire of heat to rise in the night skies. Cold chill to breathe. Killing the passon in me tonight. Would you wipe tears from my eyes? This empty stare because you weren't there. Sweet crystal drops like perfume. Sax solo... and it's lonely tune.what would you name this if the only sound in your head was a lonely alto sax solo? Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 29 2002 07:53 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Bonfire of heat to rise..."