A Tattoo of Stars
A Tattoo of Stars
My shadow from the door
Of the bar room night
Cold as the pavement
In neon light
Silhouettes of a smoke man
Blows clouds through the dark
And I’m thinking
Of someone else’s wishing
Turns the night to a tattoo of stars
Winking in the softness
Of shadowling palms
Swaying to an old song
With the memories of a juke box
I turn my collar to the cold
Friday night is lingering
Another place is calling
Vodka and karaoke singers
In the heat of Mediterranean summers
All left and gone
The streets sing on their own
And I’m thinking
Of someone else’s wishing
Echoed back my footsteps
And the dogs are barking
Wandering down windy alleys
The sea a glinting full moon on the rise
Drops its silver for the haunting
Of a night of tattooed stars
And I’m thinking
Of someone else’s eyes
Hands delve deep to the warming pockets
But the brace of breathing air
Helps to steady the smile
She’s somewhere in the wind there
I can almost feel her cheek
Pressed against the straying breeze
Friday night is lingering latent in its heat
I never new how being alone
Could taste so sweet
And somewhere she is sleeping
With her arms around me
And she’s dreaming
She’s dreaming
Of someone else’s wishing
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