Soot and Polish

I’m like my dirty little air tug beside her elegant skyliner. My beard unkempt, my overalls sooty beside her uniform of perfect white and brass.

Between captains, there’s respect walking the observation deck in ocean sunset.

Then, between us, there’s a kiss.

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: