Tall glass of WineA Poem by Sethnicitywe only say good bye with words...
The long and tempered draped in threads black and red.
I heard your song before I could hear you sing So many souls in one voice so many tones of toil How many nights did they string out your glory cured on black oil? So Slip the jab when lights flicker fast you beat them down to the streets they tried to beat you with the side-speak It's okay, we got records and you got tender when the tables turned you dished out what we blendered Your record was played louder than the rest our money was your mind bender Bitter in jest like mothers media mess cinderElla your dress dismantle moments That were meant for no one but Frank I take another listen while my love does crank A slow grind, it goes well with what I drank That autumn wine house is the sugar in my Bowl, Tank! No substitute for Contralto diction, a heart shank So I come crawling back to you like pulp fiction We love our dirty drugs sex and musical afflictions I'm sure you were watching when MJ took it all the way, thinkin' Who cares if I burn out or fade away Can't be leave you beat me to the punch 27 was my aim but got distracted by the day to day guess you never got that time but now you'll get plenty out of mind Take your time you tall glass of wine fly away at 33 revolutions per meters per Second Those Seconds Squared as over time come paired rest your vibrato on the drums of my ear and lay your diaphragm on the beat of my heart I'll give them the finger for questioning your part! I'll give them a humdinger for the hell of your art! you beat me to the punch you goddess of clubs So I live to carry your tune and fade away sweetly to the tomb We'll never say goodbye with words cus's your vibrations synchronize my palpitations Invisible meanings shared between nouns and verbs We say love is blind... Could it really be that absurd? © 2013 SethnicityAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on July 24, 2011 Last Updated on January 9, 2013 Tags: Sethnicity, Amy Winehouse, Tall Glass of Wine, poetry, Music, Sethnicity.com, club 27, Jazz AuthorSethnicityJust In, TXAboutI am a traveler of both Time and Space if you share with me your soul I will share with you my own. I will take all request but if you flood my abode I will surely drown! Read Request are cur.. more..Writing
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