I remember your words
flowing from your lips
like liquid fire
warming my tired bones.
Oh, what is sober
to swaying hips
that swirl like jack
in a clear glass?
Drink my soul dry
like numbing whiskey
teasing the tongue
the way you tease my thoughts.
I take in every drop
of you
like the addict
I am.
Oct 7, 2020
Oct 7, 2020 at 3:56 PM UTC
I remember your words
flowing from your lips
like liquid fire
warming my tired bones.
Oh, what is sober
to swaying hips
that swirl like jack
in a clear glass?
Drink my soul dry
like numbing whiskey
teasing the tongue
the way you tease my thoughts.
I take in every drop
of you
like the addict
I am.
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