When I taste vodka
It reminds me of you
That sharp taste
Brings water rising on my tongue
Reminds me
Of the first night
I gave myself to you
Gift wrapped
Handed over
My soul
You revealed yourself to me
Sipping from the same
Glass bottle
You told me
Secrets
You’d been tucking away
4 of them
All under 10
4 living breathing secrets
I didnt believe you
My brain was swimming
Floating
In liquor
Couldn’t walk
Or see clearly
Didn’t believe you
A laugh bubbled to my lips
Your
Perfect glass picture
Had spidery vein cracks
Along his back
Some sex appeal was lost
But drunken respect gained