Party Like It's 1919

in the shadow of your spirits light 
i saw you with your hand 

eaching mine at
10:30 pm.

then it seemed my nervousness

at what might happen if i got caught drinking that 

last beautiful glass wine. 

but then you whispered 

in my ear and said

"sometimes you just gotta say what the f**k?

tonight let's dance like it's 1919

then we could do all of

partying beginning tonight

and continuing 

a few days 

before alcohol consumption is made illegal by

the strike of the midnight clock.

now it's January 1920 and you have to take a stand somewhere 

or say something to one you said you loved. 

and in the shadow of your spirit light  again and

once again in the ballroom of the Belvedere Hotel 

i saw you with your hand reaching mine less than two hours after midnight

and my being scared was replaced

by love and I knew all was well again 

and tonight I will surrender the music                                                          playing tonight and for once   if not for every nigh"sometimes you do have to say what the f**k?" 

December 1, 2012

in this case I have a few photos of the buildings that inspired my story. baltimore,md was one of the only cities that legally sold alchohol during prohibition. needless to say the law didn't work

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[Sami Khalil]

"the strike of the midnight clock




and tonight I will surrender the music playing tonight and for once if not for every night"

A very good write...Thank you for sharing...:)........................

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Nice work and because I have seen your pictures of Baltimore and I am I guess quite familiar with your report style/ occasionally autobiographical/ diary style writing I felt that this was quiote fitting with your Richard Lane, brand of expression.

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