.Tonight sheâll be beautiful again
and Iâll be full of wine again.
And all Iâll remember as the fire turns to ember>is that her lips were so warm and my feet were almost cold,
halfway through December.
A cowboy Saturday night,
and a poet Sunday afternoon.
I woke up drea.
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