I am drunk,
off of your scent.
[acorns and autumn leaves]
Like wine of the very best,
you cling to my mind.
[as if it were a pallet]
Red and dry,
[with a hint of blood]
making you my drink of choice tonight.
Vodka and cotton candy,
[taste of copper too]
I want what makes you wonderful.
Cover up my ears,
close my eyes tight,
[unspoken]
intoxicated fantasy of mine,
I'm struggling to keep my mind sane.
[inside insanity]
Author notes
Meh, new style. I kind of like it.
A contest entry
- A contest just because I want to comment people. by AutumnsFlame.
400 points, ended May 29, 2009, 51 entries
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