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Drunk with wine
Drunk with wine
I spoke the words
Words of my attachment
I let them slip
I gave a sign
Sign I could be falling
You ask me now
If I recall
Recall the wordy stupor
I lie and say
Was just the wine
Wine that made me whisper
But deep within
A jaded heart
Heart in hope yet frozen
I'm scared to death
To fall for you
Your breath would not invite me.
I spoke the words
Words of my attachment
I let them slip
I gave a sign
Sign I could be falling
You ask me now
If I recall
Recall the wordy stupor
I lie and say
Was just the wine
Wine that made me whisper
But deep within
A jaded heart
Heart in hope yet frozen
I'm scared to death
To fall for you
Your breath would not invite me.
Published 9th Apr 2013
| Edited 21st Apr 2013
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Anonymous
9th Apr 2013 6:23pm
many a truth is said in jest, and while drunk :-)
I love the feel of this one..like complete confusion and hesitancy..
Nice write
I love the feel of this one..like complete confusion and hesitancy..
Nice write
