darkened room, still in black of night
smell of stale alcohol and cigarette smoke
hands touching, hushed laughter
skin to skin, lips to lips,
rapid pulse against rapid pulse
lies are whispered, teased, swallowed
mistakes are made while the sun sleeps
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Ahh... and I hoped it would have a happy ending!
Wise feelings of wisdom well expressed, I guess we have to go by our gut feelings and not always by what we wish to believe. Good write, though sad.
Sol
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mistakes
hello there.
Oh I like your poem. I think it's about a one-night stand where too much alcohol was consumed and two people thought 'what the heck' after flirting with each oither and then ended up in bed together.
Your last line makes me wonder how they will be with each other in the morning. Ok, I hope.
best wishes,
BJ.
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