Daily writing prompt
If you could relive one year of your life, which one would it be?
The year I spent drinking absinthe in a small Inn in a small town in the South of France.
The reason I want to relive it is because I can’t remember a blasted minute of it.
Let me see if I can channel a brief period though…
Taking my time to make thee well—
Anticipating that fine spell—
Dripping water into Green—
(Later men called this obscene.)
Dancing with Your Grace right now—
Now I’m thine — Your Holy Cow.
Feeling fine with you in tow—
I hope Hermes enjoys the show.