Vegas Skies

Limbs of the clock at twelfth knelt for occurrence.

An alcohol making my head whirl like a whipped cream.

Scent like spectacles of tequila.

Aberration making me forlorn ‘till dawn,

Wishing for a night of difference.

Tremendous feeling like shadow lurking in my thoughts.

Deafening silence ‘till invincible glass stood still.

Thawing words with sugared cane.

Long wander to Vegas skies,

Making wrong turn of obsolete endeavors tonight.

‘Good night’ as soliloquy beneath deserted moon.

Grandiose Milky Way Galaxy of forever over Elafonissi Beach.

Encumbering the clock darting faultless time in our great blue world.