Beautiful lies
it doesn't matter to me
Laughs echo through
a summer night breeze
A tale in a dream
asleep for a few hours
Music of settling moods
and sweet, tasty alcohol
Moments left unforgotten
the following day
Things aren't so easy
and I'm not one of them
Bittersweet nights
of memorable conversations
Wished I had courage
on one or many nights
In NYC, Vegas, Mardi Gras
no matter where we'll be
what states here in
this poem
remains true as gold
I'll always remember
those oh-so-wonderful...
NIGHTS