whiskey sunsets & vodka sunrises

lol John :) yeah panties on fire can be dangerous ;) thank you for leaving your thoughts & giving me a smile.. love Brenda

There is always another bottle to be had. Maybe at the end of that one you can cross that bridge... beautiful Brenda

thank you dearest Tim could be you're right.. love Brenda

thank you graciously Dani for understand & leaving your thoughts.. love Crim

aw there are no bad answers here beautiful lady :)

Funny enough I recall gettin high off suckling breasts myself! Lol...this was hott lady...

lol Poe thank you for visiting me & leaving your thoughts.. love Crim

My Beautiful Brenda, there are those which know which flavor needs to be set down in front of us to get us to that stage and at the same time are unable to go as far as we will even if they're drinking the same drink...we special women need that trait within them, it's what causes us to thrive as we squirm...

I love you madly, deeply

always & forever - Taryn xoxoxoxo

thank you my love his whiskey soul always takes me there I know you understand ;) I love you so much.. love Brenda

I hope his loneliness is very much alive and he's there for you.  He should have been in the first place.  A fine write with a variation on the sunrise I haven't tried.

Beautifully tragic. Black dripping with want. BIG like

I sometimes get so worried about you, a bit like a Jewish mother - I want to bring you warm hugs and chicken soup and tell you everything is gonna be all right. Don't get me wrong, your creations are beautiful, but this one disturbed me and I am not entirely sure why :-(

sending 1000 warm hugs, just for you :-)

My observations here might seem a little odd but bear with me. Recently I went looking for a campsite with the offspring. One side of the bridge was...eh, okay, but not beautiful. So we went to the lush and gorgeous side to make camp. Within an hour of setting up tents an odor wafted through...and remained all night. Like rotten eggs. The other side of the bridge was less interesting but it didn't stink. Just a thought...not everything looks as good up close. Perhaps you are at the most beautiful distance already, my beautiful Dark Angel. I do so love you

Lick at my being. That my favorite part. It is a great piece and is very visual stimulating as you read it.

You've left me a bit speachless, talented one, and always with a smile.
So many emotions flowing under that bridge...

This is beautiful. It definitely sets everything on fire. Love the metaphors and title of the piece. Goes quite well together.

From the guys side this is such a real fear for me.  Do I, as I lay withering, drink from another's soul just to satisfy my desires?  And in turn, as I offer them my elixir , is it never a true offering.  

Thank you for the write.

Robert

dusk & dawn, it's a dynamic cocktail, Crim;
that passionate fix just before the bridge...

Brenda.. your brilliance is powerful.. and you let your heart lead.. love you, my sister..






























Dave