I haven't always hung around in bars
I was a woman once of class
Now I sit alone here night after night
Drinking booze from a salt-rimmed glass
They call me Crazy Margarita but
What the hell do these people know?
Would they have thought that we were both insane
That winter dawn so long ago?
Perhaps we were mad, or possessed at least
Making love on that sand-castle beach
Splashing and screaming in frigid water
How do my memories remain so sweet?
A common breath shared below the surface
Sucked us deep into aqua bliss
Our lungs threatening to burst any moment
Just like our hearts, with happiness
I have never been any more alive
Adrenalin pumping raw emotion
I swear I could feel the sun as it rose
That morning over the ocean
That's why I drink; let it go to my brain
Insanity's what I hunger for
Whatever it takes, bring him back again
To kiss the salt from my lips once more
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Damn good
I love this poem. Wonderfully put togeather , Keep writeing -
great story
This is a great story which I found sad in places and hopeful in others, sexy in parts and profound in others.
Nice work, I felt it all.
terry
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Been to that bar, left that bar
Lost their mind over one guy: how many times do we here this? Why can't they loose their minds over two guys or half a dozen; of course I guess they would call her crazy slut Margarita then, wouldn't they? (LOL) ¦:¬{
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I fixed the last verse, which was all wrong to read:
"Here's hoping the drinks go straight to my brain
Insanity I'm hungry for
Whatever it takes, bring him back again
To kiss the salt from my lips once more"
Hey, thanks for taking you time to read and let me know what you thought about dis one.
Thank you very much (Beautiful picture, BTW)
PP
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Hi, El Great!
Why do men even THINK such things???
Youse is a pretty funny dude, Tony. Any relation to the Family?
Thanks for reading and reviewing (I fixed the last verse to read:
"Here's hoping the drinks go straight to my brain - Insanity I'm hungry for - Whatever it takes, bring him back again - To kiss the salt from my lips once more"
Thanks again
PP
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This is so wonderful. The images painted with your words are so beautiful...a sandy beach and the water licking at your skin...passion and desire felt through the words. Well done.
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Thanks!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and write a comment. I'm in your debt. PP
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I realy like this .
My first impression was of the depth of lonliness this poem brings. Again I have to say that there is not any thing that I didn't like in this poem. I'm finding out that is something that surprises me to like a lot of other kinds of poetry. Oh well I digress back to this poem. Emotionally this tells of something that I have done in my past and enjoyed thanks for the memories. there is nothing awkward in this poem. The only change I would make is in the sixth line I would say (What the hell do any of them know). The title is simply great and the first line sets up the poem very well. The last line ends it beautifully.
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Love the wording and the vivid images in this. And the depth to it also...crazy is just a viewpoint and it depends on 'whose' viewpoint. I liked too many lines to pick...this was well done.
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