Jonathan

Thirdly incarnation, with a serenade (indiscretion).

 

Consider the window to its view.

 

Charming I thought to myself—

 

you've got a man across the street selling flowers in the middle of the night.

 

The ambulant perpetrator waives with a broken wrist.

 

I got about 6 bucks to my name.

 

I put the cash down for something real!

 

Let me get around—

 

I say hey girl come look over here.

 

 

Your sweater is on backwards and I think it's a bit cold tonight.

 

Don't get me wrong.

 

I just want to lay with you on the thin ice, and,

 

they'll make a movie about it.

 

 

Forever and always.

 

A feature film for the rest of my days.