i always tell you -
it doesn't matter how many times
my eyes hit the bottom
of the glass,
i like teetering on the brink
of consciousness.
and even if my eyes
glaze over like marbles,
you'll always be
in the back, front,
left and right
of my mind.
and at the end of the night
i'll be slurring down the phone,
letting my lips curl around;
i love you.




Well written. Best to you in the contest hun


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