Southern Night

Southern night There’s something about a southern night, And, the heavy mist, after a rain… Humidity, and, moon shining bright, Water washing away, all that stained… Renewal in the heart and body, An emergence after the storms… A band playing a soft melody, A new woman, inside, is born… Warm sensation flushing my skin, From alcohol and the warmth of night… Patio full with people once again, Under hanging bulbs, shining bright… Finally, the pain, is numb inside, All I feel is indifferent peace… Drinking to make the pain subside, And, the music, helps me, feel free. JE.