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makes me think of your lips sweet like candy but something hard behind it. Watching the liquid pass my lips make me think of that morning you kissed me good morning and smiled. The taste mulling in the back of my throat is tangy like when you and I were at Jack in the Box and I knew I had to go home in an hour. My buzz feels just like your hands running up my body and my lips on yours and our bodies pressed together as if we were one and your lips is what kept me alive. I'm on my third glass and now it's like your lips the first night. Everything was new and I was a Spaniard and your body was a new continent. As if making a map you were something I needed to explore and I wouldn't stop till I did just that. My buzz is stronger now and I can't get comfortable like the night after I came over at 10pm and I couldn't sleep you held me and kissed my head you were the teddy bear that I never had. All I picture with my eyes closed is your smile and those eyes and your bone rattling laugh. Half the bottle is gone everything is a blur like when you told me "You're all I've ever wanted" and I couldn't say it back. Even when it was true. I can't let go of your bracelet you gave me. It makes me feel clingy like you point out when I'm not so. The wine is on my lips now just like your taste after you kiss me goodnight and I spend ten minutes in a trance. This wine is candy and it's getting sour now and it makes me wonder if it was ever sweet at all. My wine reminds me of you.
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
My wine
makes me think of your lips sweet like candy but something hard behind it. Watching the liquid pass my lips make me think of that morning you kissed me good morning and smiled. The taste mulling in the back of my throat is tangy like when you and I were at Jack in the Box and I knew I had to go home in an hour. My buzz feels just like your hands running up my body and my lips on yours and our bodies pressed together as if we were one and your lips is what kept me alive. I'm on my third glass and now it's like your lips the first night. Everything was new and I was a Spaniard and your body was a new continent. As if making a map you were something I needed to explore and I wouldn't stop till I did just that. My buzz is stronger now and I can't get comfortable like the night after I came over at 10pm and I couldn't sleep you held me and kissed my head you were the teddy bear that I never had. All I picture with my eyes closed is your smile and those eyes and your bone rattling laugh. Half the bottle is gone everything is a blur like when you told me "You're all I've ever wanted" and I couldn't say it back. Even when it was true. I can't let go of your bracelet you gave me. It makes me feel clingy like you point out when I'm not so. The wine is on my lips now just like your taste after you kiss me goodnight and I spend ten minutes in a trance. This wine is candy and it's getting sour now and it makes me wonder if it was ever sweet at all. My wine reminds me of you.
Azureskylines
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
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