At The Glass Garden
the ambience
the sweet scent of mixed perfumes
the aroma of the delicacies
the night’s intricacy
the night was cool…
music’s great
people beaming
everyone in a carefree feeling
reminiscing…
a part of me
seemed left behind
everything i’ve been holding unto
got interlaced with the night’s breeze
re-living…
so sweet…
so nice…
but why?
i feel empty…
damn!
ironic…
there
in the place where everything was almost perfect
i stay shattered.
NICA
Dec. 27,2007
