Life is beautiful, but sad.
You are beautiful, but dangerous.
I am beautiful, but strange.
She stands there in her Greek goddess pose, a lunar maiden of Bacchus, saying every sweet thing short of calling me to bed. No, she sleeps alone… nothing touches her in sleep save for angels when they kiss her forehead.
© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit
- Taken from A Book in her Lap, a Story in her Eyes, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012
Some say I’m a winner. Some say I’m a loser. I say it depends on what game we’re playing.