Alcohol of Love

A piece that stemmed from a late-night thought during a party that was full of drama.

We are all addicted to this sweet drink, even though some of us have never had a taste.

It leaves us in tears, both of happiness and sadness, this sweet alcohol that we call love.

It leaves us sick and broken but stronger in the end, and always wanting just one more sip.

This sweet drink has a bitter taste, but we cannot stop drinking, because all we want is to be intoxicated by it’s warm embrace that will leave us cold and shivering in the end.

It has us in a grip of dizziness and lust, making us happy and making us sad once again.

We stumble around, swimming through the air saturated with this sweet drink, all of us feeling it’s warm touch, knowing deep down that we will all just be left sick and broken when the night comes to an end.

We all know it and try to ignore it; we try to focus on our drink and how it makes us feel for each other.

Our strong passionate feelings of intimacy and the pain of old scars being torn open both send shockwaves through the air.

This is our addiction, it breaks us down only to build us back up, it leaves us all wanting more, all of us wanting a taste of bitterness and happiness.

All of us are held under the spell of this sweet drink, even though some of us have never had a taste, this sweet alcohol that we call love.

 

 

 

 

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[MoriartyMesa]

Drink and emotion can be cruel task mistresses.