a sip of deep blond
pain lessons
mastered by trapped monks

moist lips sigh
sensual overdose momentarily
smooth like mob barley

a frosted sign
through the fat bottomed glass
bubbles like a phoenix rising

over the ice-cold rim
clouds descending, swirling
brewing. churning the mind

a face expressionless
hardened with
expectations seldom met

but in glances
the eyes sing
verses come alive

unsung yet familiar tunes
of life, yours and mine
a sip and just web and froth

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they're signs she whispered
tightening her grip
with freedom tattooed wrists