Category: drink
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Wait
Why can’t things be as simpleAs we planFragile, porcelain love slipping out of nimble handsBlood orange drinks start flowingFrom eroding dreams Differences with family, goals and values come into playHow many dates?How many credit card swipes?How many kisses and near misses?Before sex goes from a gift to a given? A missile ready to explode on…
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Rock Steady
I want that rock steady loveWhat you doing?What you thinking of?Type of love The feeling that you craveReminiscent of stars shinning from aboveDrenched in the cover of twilightAnd grinning smiles You make my midnight blissYou make my morning worth whileI’m gonna love you like vinyl recordsIt’s never going out of style I’m going to hold…
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Truth = Water
The truth is like water. It can fill a basin and still spill over. It takes many forms. Morphing from fluid to ice. Filling the air with a wet mist that leaves dry skin moist. It is a drink for hydration. It is the washing method of choice. Water cleanses and restores dirty skin. It…
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Hard To Break
Thousands of miles separate distant hearts A space that missed and longed for you Is within arm’s reach but still so far away Arguments, tense conversations, childhood trauma and broken dreams Left us hurt but speechless How can a soul piece together pressure and stress that it can’t comprehend? Years of words that went unspoken,…
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Burning Toast
Burning Toast Can you smell the burning toast in the thick air? It sets fire to relaxed nostrils The fog drifts from the toaster like a daydream on fire It spreads through the vast house like a monsoon It goes above and beyond but still reaches higher Lift the lever, unplug the toaster and throw…
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Strong Water
Strong Water don’t wanna drink again can’t bare the taste it burns like a paper cut it’s hazardous like toxic waste but temptation like a moth to a flame stays… turn around, shield your face or take in too much and swallow disgrace marinated in disappointment plastered onto a random pillow case be careful of…
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A Glass for Me
A Glass for Me pour that there bitter wine out the bottle let it water the gathering weeds aged to perfection, giving poor directions to a wispy path coated by sobriety ignorance runs out into the streets the broken ground clamors beneath heavy feet the sidewalk begs for something strong to drink and…
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