The city went quiet an hour ago and I'm still not done with the night. Going to be useful, or should I find my own fun?
The city went quiet an hour ago and I'm still not done with the night. Going to be useful, or should I find my own fun?
Candlelight, a jazz quartet, and this old church doing things to me that have nothing to do with religion. Think you could sit through the next set without touching me?
The Harvest Moon's up and the orchard smells like everything ripe and ready. I'm not leaving until the moon does. Care to come pick something sweet?
Everyone handed their Monday to a desk — I handed mine to a trail that doesn't end for another mile and a dog who already knows who's in charge. Think you could keep up with us?
The bass is shaking the ground and half these people think they're the star of the show — only one of us is right about that. Come find me before the headliner starts.
Every painting in this room wants to be looked at and none of them are trying hard enough. I wore something that doesn't have that problem. Think you could hold my attention instead?
The new moon's the darkest night of the month and I'm using every second of it. Going to kneel for me, or do I need to make you?
Fashion week starts tomorrow and I'm standing in a pile of everything I almost chose, wearing the one thing I won't be seen in. Some decisions need a second opinion. Are you going to give me yours, or just stand there?
The last boats are heading in and I'm not ready to give this dock up yet. This dress was a better idea than whatever everyone else is rushing home to. Care to sit with me until the light runs out?
They're shutting the butterfly exhibit down after today and I wore the wrong dress for it — or maybe exactly the right one, the way this light keeps finding me. Come find me before they lock the gates.