My ramblings....

International Love Song

My heart aches for the call to prayer and brown eyes
I'd like my drink in a small glass shot, out of a large brass pot
I want dirt roads, broken asphalt and honking horns
Stop for the impoverished calf

I suddenly want more noise and less space
Challenge you for your price
Vegetarian options half the book
I miss you dearly

posted by Unknown @ 1:00 AM