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Mar 2017
We’re in our mid-twenties
Making our way home from the bar

You
Drunk on sweet cotton candy *****
Stumbling and flowing through my grasp as I help you into the car

Me
Drunk on your kisses
Sweeter than any cotton candy
From those blush colored lips of yours

Drunk on the soothing scent of apples
Hanging in the air between us

Drunk on those warm hot chocolate colored eyes of yours
That always manage to drown me in their endless depth

Drunk on that innocent smile
That pulls me in with the promise of things much less innocent

Drunk on the way you slurred
The words I love you
And immediately followed it up with a laugh

Drunk on the way your spirit seemed to fly free
How your thoughts seemed to soar
In the moonlit night above

Drunk on every aspect of your entire existence

And I hope I do not sober up anytime soon
So, this poem is based off of events that happened in my mind about a close friend and I.
Ryan Hoysan
Written by
Ryan Hoysan  25/M/Bethlehem, Pa
(25/M/Bethlehem, Pa)   
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