#margarita
Gimme a Pina Colada,
A Margarita,
And a Strawberry Daiquiri.
©2025Ellen Finn
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC
Ask Margo why the Salt is always hungry
Why Lime is everthisty
Envious of big bro Lemon
Who, on his part, admires Orange
'midst the Cubes of Ice complaining
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
The salt envies my lips,
jealous of your tongue
when it wants more
longing for yours
craving slow soft moist caress
It melts in the sharedness,
sparkles in our breath,
a crystalline melt of desire
stretching the flavor in timelessness
fusing in sweet a figure of eight
of our tongues’ thirst
It speaks our secret language
teaching new grammar;
it weaves our thoughts in scarves
spilling cool ambrosia,
warm in our veins
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 8:46 AM UTC
As Baudelaire said:
"Be always drunk,
on wine, poetry, virtue"
or what-have-you.
And after sobering
from aurelian dawns
and whiskey-drenched stars,
I find solace in tipsiness
on irreverent magic eyes
from the bottom of a margarita
or a paint-stained enigma
from behind a glass of red.
Slowly, carefully, languidly,
Quietly.
Flirting with possibilities
of being drunk once more.
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 4:37 AM UTC