it was a wet sunday afternoon, <br />lying on our back, my brother and i were drinking beer <br />that we both stole from crippled old joe's grocery store <br />we were drunk and our imagination was running high <br />of how it was to live another life outside the borderline <br /> <br />but we did not remember... <br />there was too much snow on the street <br />and not enough sunshine in the sky <br /> <br />it was a wet sunday afternoon <br />lying on her back, caroline whispered in my ear <br />'do you think we can get out from this boring old town? ' <br />i was stoned and delirious from her kisses <br />so i simply said, 'sure, we'll both be out of here by dawn' <br /> <br />but i did not remember... <br />there was too much snow on the street <br />and not enough sunshine in the sky<br /><br />Ami Rustam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-much-snow-not-enough-sunshine/
