These warm January days, juicy with rain
remind me of summer nights, on my own
A Baltimore apartment, a loft more like
in another life, with dancing bones
and 'Mack the Knife' spinning on the table
working 'cause I'm able,
Cat is in the pantry sleeping like the gentry
Cereal trails telling me who's been where
one lucky charm here, cascade of cheerios there
Love is in the air.
(c) Maria Enns 2013, all rights reserved.
