whiskey whispersA Poem by Dan Means
And the whiskey whispered that her eyes were a match to the blue of the ocean that I love
and her hair was as black as the coal of the mine thats hidden from the light up above Blinding your eyes with her sway and her stare This girl is the devil and I don't even care Fueled by summer breezes With stronger winds her touch teases I can't get past the way she looks at me © 2014 Dan Means |
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Added on November 4, 2014 Last Updated on November 4, 2014 Author
Dan Meansomaha, NEAboutI feel their is a lack of identifiably American literature in my generation. I find fewer and fewer stories aching of youthful fearless energy. I humbley seek to write in that spirit and hopefully m.. more..Writing
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