Late into troubled nights
I have often caught myself flaunting
A flicker of a smile, unaware.
It must be you thinking about me
After your two shots of Vodka
Or is it Rum
That you have these days?
Come Let us slice into each other With fine surgical precision You slash me here I slash you there And then When the storm is done I will patch you up And you tuck me up You bring the bucket I the mop the blood And together we will cleanse Our ancient hurts Our guilts And our fears Until we start again And over a cup of coffee You tell me My dear Just how much you love me And I shall tell you Just how much I love you.
Alcohol induced thoughts...many ways to go with those...smiles and heartaches, both!
ReplyDeleteAlcohol brings out our inner thoughts in ways sometimes we cannot deal with... good and bad memories that take hold of us stronger because of the alcohol...
ReplyDeletegood text. and launna is absolutely right.
ReplyDeletethank you btw for your lovely comment on my blog ... and for your warm words.
they are highly appreciated <3
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dahi
Those images one creates, when away from someone ... lovely and painful at the same time ... beautiful write ... :)
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