Bottle of LoveA Poem by Brett
They say they are drunk off love, not knowing the hangover they are soon to experience.
If we were together, could we drink from each other forever, and become alcoholics of love? Or will the bottle just run dry, leaving reality to grab me and end this constant feeling of sanity that I had once experienced. Is it eternal love or is love just a half drank bottle that is destined to end soon enough? I'm sure all those hungover souls who were once drunk off love, loved while drunk, or made love drunk, would agree, this hangover leaves bruises, much nastier than the headache from my JD. When love is in the air, I'll surely hold my breath, yet there exists a fear in me that one day I will need to gasp, and all the air will enter my body, and I will sip from the bottle of love. You and I will sit and drink, and find our peace of mind, Can we drink from each other forever, and become alcoholics of love? This answer we will one day find. © 2014 BrettAuthor's Note
Reviews
|
Stats
133 Views
3 Reviews Added on January 31, 2014 Last Updated on January 31, 2014 |