the bottle of pinot grigio
wasn't enough to share;
she wandered,
in search of more...
Jose Cuervo
is a lover
she had never met before;
somehow it did not matter
that the lime and salt
were absent tonight...
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well done
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In search of nothing... ohhhh beautiful... beautiful write, full of empty and absence. Good writing,
~Namita
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Sometimes, an absence of lime and salt is a good thing.
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This is excellent... the tequila isn't all that's absent here...poignant writing, Elaine - one that stays...
~ Nicolette
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ahh yes... i hear this, through the pain and the distance... i hear
i'd chink one with you hun... surely
great write hun.....
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Speechless...and damn that title is good.
An excellent poem
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Tequila is yummy with or without the lime and salt.
I love the intimacy and personification of liquor here, yes indeed ... we've all had our moments.
Best wishes in the contest,
Stacy
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many is the time i have found comfort and warmth, and finally, nothingness in liquid lovers. they eventually do surround you with darkness. i love the sadness of this elaine.
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Seems sad and expressive...lonely too
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I've met Jose,
and Jane too,
they make a lovely couple.
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ah
i know jose
he doesn't care if you have lime
nor salt
just that you're willing to swallow
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it doesn't matter does it, sometimes our lover just needs to be smooth.
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