delicious and so home made

even the ceiling was lit with lights
sparkling in the night
brightening up your eyes
the coruscate from your teeth
with a smile filled with joyous delight

its the holidaysss
Christmas to be exact
Christmas only
I mean, really...
what other holiday in December
can be lumped together
to warrant anyone
that would say...
"happy holidaySSS"
... ?
ugh... excuse my rant...

well it's been long over-due
the dinner we'll never have for two
...together
time on our side
the sky's the limit
no one waiting
no one blaming
not a finger pointing
no gusts of accusations
trying
to smear our dirt

shame...?
...no where to be found

stopping off at that
basement bar
on our way to our dinner for two
black and white
a party of
1
2
you
me
that makes me smile
..."liberty hall"
that bar was called
how quaint
ironic... ?
the liberty we never felt during
our times of hiding together
but...
down the steps we went
through the hall
hardly liberated from the stench of
any local watering hole out there
the smell of vomit
piss
bad perfume
and a hard morning hangover

through the corridor we slid
just about 13 steps from we
there!
stood our bar
and we loved it
there in that small dank room
old beat-up bar-stools
you loving me
I loving you
just above the door jamb
right before entering our bar
what more could I ask for...
hung the proverbial mistletoe branch
you kissed me
what a blast
rockets lit up the ever darkened hallway
AND THAT WAS ALL YOU
nothing of me
just you
I thought to myself
climbing up that old bar-stool
someone would have been happy
if only you had been present here
in this old beat-up-bar
and me
miles from your presence
this room would have been filled with smiles
with your beauty and splendor...

But now here we are...
together
right front of
Billy Bob's
Great Big Old Texas Fancy Honky Tonk Restaurant
where I heard the
split pea soup was "delicious and so home made"

their ceiling
just outside the front door
lit with lights
of green
red yellow and
the blue in your eyes...
you!
florid and warm in the night
the love in your eyes so bright
your teeth glistening from all the
yuletide lighting
...your smile...
a joyous delight

you see...
I was going to be your cowboy
and you my huckleberry...
rodeos
bandannas
chaps
cowboy hats
cowboy boots
spurs
yee-haw
but it's never funny
how things can change so quickly
red lights glaring
sirens howling
screams of terror shouting
people running
sparks of fire flaring
someone shouting at us...
WAKE UP!
knuckles whitening
why is this happening!?
WAKE UP! WAKE UP!
...she wails
it's 7 am!
kids need their teeth brushed
clothed
fed
and we're running late
GET UP!

I crawl out of bed
thinking of you
us
the night I wish we could have
our dinner for two
that'll probably forever be
long over-due