Tuesday, September 4, 2012

A Toast (with butter)

Here's to you,
My friend of the night.
The song I love to dream about.

Here's to you,
The voice that saved me
And sang away my doubts.

Here's to you,
My field of fairies,
For the tickles and the smiles.

Here's to you,
Dancer extraordinaire,
For sharing your inner child.

Here's to me,
The strings that binds
You all to one another.

This is the way I've smiled most lately.
And I would have no other.