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Three Shots of Rum and Two Sleeping Pills
Bold statements of love and lust
Roll of your tongue;
Droplets of rain down a window pane.
I open my mouth to answer back,
But damn, does my throat sting.
Fill my clouded mind with dreams of you and I,
Yet when I wake from my yearning state,
You have seemed to escape.
My grey mind turns into white, impenetrable blizzard.
Where the fuck do you go,
For days on end?
All I long for is the taste of your lust
On my cracked, weathered lips.
You are 3 shots of rum
And 2 sleeping pills.
Oh how you leave me numb.
I know it’s unhealthy, but when you’re not here,
How else will I get my fill?
Roll of your tongue;
Droplets of rain down a window pane.
I open my mouth to answer back,
But damn, does my throat sting.
Fill my clouded mind with dreams of you and I,
Yet when I wake from my yearning state,
You have seemed to escape.
My grey mind turns into white, impenetrable blizzard.
Where the fuck do you go,
For days on end?
All I long for is the taste of your lust
On my cracked, weathered lips.
You are 3 shots of rum
And 2 sleeping pills.
Oh how you leave me numb.
I know it’s unhealthy, but when you’re not here,
How else will I get my fill?
Published 23rd Nov 2014
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Anonymous
25th Nov 2014 9:37pm
Liz, this is beautiful.. you're a very gifted writer..
Dave
Dave
