A Drink

Scented body flittering in the gin

I take in, I take in the mint

I used to swim into oceans of distilled water

And wonder why I felt so thin

I want to chew on liquor

And dance until my heart flickers

I am nothing but a bartender

Attending the joys of winter

Basking in the sun of flowers

I believe life has always supposed to weather

The storm, whenever it came close to cancer

I am a scented body joy flittering in the thunder

I take in, I take in the sins

Where life is  nothing but a dream

And it should be nothing but a thinned out gin

Clinking the glass at last as I sat while listening to jazz 

Alone but a drinker 

A liver perduring in the shades of autumn liquor

No mocktails

A drinker at last