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Jun 2014
Whiskey kissed lips
a forever favorite.
Though love is not
an attainable goal,
I will let the lips,
stained with liquor,
whisper vacantly
the beautiful things
that please my heart.

Time will tell of a love,
so tragic,
between the two souls,
that should have never
intertwined.
But for now let us sink,
back into that warm place of security.


Fiery passion may not last in love.
But the whiskey kissed lips,
make this foreshadowed tragedy,
sound irresistibly sweet.
Katie Midcap
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Katie Midcap
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