Nomad Entry 17
A quarter full,
Brilliantly lit.
Magic it is,
To bare witness to it.
Drowsing the night,
With a taste of absinthe.
Never again,
Was there a night
Like this.
© daniellemilicaj
Brilliantly lit.
Magic it is,
To bare witness to it.
Drowsing the night,
With a taste of absinthe.
Never again,
Was there a night
Like this.
© daniellemilicaj