Alcohol

Alcohol

She's like a dry spell in the summer burning up the midnight air,

And she'll leave you longing - always wanting more,

Wanting to feel her scorching kisses or no memory at all,

In my heart, in my mind, I still feel the stinging pain.

She's like a bad night of drinking, the headache, the nausea all consuming,

Like the warm feeling of liquor - she burns with each swallow,

Her smooth touches and wicked ways fuels the liquid fire,

I scream in agony as she dances with the demons locked inside.

She's like an empty bottle found at the bottom of my tequila temptation,

And it's hard to resist her primal passion, radiating sweet southern comfort,

I am left craving more, craving the juices from my poison of choice,

Her cherry licorice lips become my wine - sweet savior wine.

She'll mumble my speech and leave me in a gin filled drunken stupor,

Leave me crying like a child within the quiet euphoria of white lightning,

One day I will regret the day she smiled and ordered me black velvet,

Maybe she's a woman, but another drink of her and I am sinfully craving alcohol....

5/3/2018

Reviews

[Kay]

This is a great metaphor. It reminds me of a personal experience. My grandfather was an alcoholic and he would neglect and mistreat my grandmother. It seemed like his real wife was the bottle of booze. Your poem portrays its addictive seduction excellently.

[Ghost]

Well I am way past the alcoholic stage, but I had this floating through my thoughts and felt like putting it on paper... Thank you for relating to this poem and thank you for commenting

[Crowley]

Yeah....I really like the comparison and use of the different liquors to describe states and states of mind. Both can leave you in a stupor and with a roaring headache the next day...lol. Well written my friend.

[Ghost]

Thank you for the comment... Yeah I have known my share of both and yes the can leave you intoxicated well beyond all hell... And both can leave you with headaches... Thanks again

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Hi I can relate I drank heavily at a time in my life regret it now great poem

[Ghost]

Yep I drank heavily myself and I can only say I regret it and regret the mistakes I made as well.. Thanks for the comment

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Ghost, your metaphor burns through mortal veins and drives good men insane..addiction, torment, need- all so well and vividly described in these tormented lines. The language is graphic as is the suffering. The flow is driven. The imagery and personification vivid and passionate. Alliteration emphasizes the pain. I have had friends and family who suffered from alcoholism and I have suffered from their alcoholism. Your words here help me to understand so much more. Thank you.

[Ghost]

Thank you Annette for the comment... I have had my share of those moments and wish I could undo the mistakes of drinking...

[Alisa Js]

There are those certain ones that consume us, in every way.

Very well done, you!

Alisa

[Ghost]

Thank you... Yes in both cases there are certain women and certain drinks that can consume.. Thank you for your comment

[Alisa Js]

You are very welcome

[Lydia Shutter]

Great simile here. Indeed, romantic attraction is quite intoxicating and certainly addicting. Lydi**

[Ghost]

Thank you and yes attraction can be intoxicating...

[Ardra]

Beautiful .... we generally like to stay...then some situations makes us want to run away...
But after all if we are not good at seduction who will be :p
Loved the poem...

[Ghost]

Thank you for such a nice comment

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Amazing- how I wish that someone would think of me this way and be addicted to my taste and drunk in my flavour- well I do think the women in your life would be loved like no other- lucky lady- she’d overdose in your laments for her- amazing words and pictures painted here- 🌹

[Ghost]

Thank you so much, but I am afraid they are merely words to her... But thank you for the kind sentiment.. I am thankful to be able to write such a incredible poem that is drawing such nice comments, Thank you

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

She’s a very lucky lady🌹

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Ah my friend - you have poetically summarised moonlight and moonshine - hypnotic and devastating at the same time - well written :-)

[Ghost]

Yes it is and that is on the women side of it... Thank you for your comment

[Neville]

You crammed such a lot of booze in here, your cup must surely runneth over.... half full or half empty tho is the question...... Neville

[Ghost]

I had hoped this would turn out good and it has..., Thank you for commenting, oh yeah since I am not a strong not a liquor person mp is empty but I do drink beer once in while so my cup here is half full...

[Neville]

Good to hear Ghost & my pleasure.... N