pinpricks of light
sprinkled across a dark horizon
like dewdrops in the sky.
gusts of memories
of the rainsmith and the cinders
of times past. Like fireworks.
Like out-of-focus pretty lights.
with a formless tune,
with a glass of forgetfulness.
let’s talk, the night can wait.
let’s drink, satiation can wait.
let’s walk, the future can wait.
let’s stay time and toast this moment.
cheers, darlin’.
dewdrops in the sky
This blends in perfectly with the title of your blog. 🙂