Senses Of Sorrow Poem by courtney tak
Senses Of Sorrow
Looking deep into your eyes
Smelling the shampoo from your hair
Feeling our lips collide
Hearing your gentle breathing
Tasting your lips on mine
Pure myself from seething
Feeling quite divine
Sight becoming hazy
Scent filled with booze
Feeling somewhat lazy
Knowing I might lose
Hearing slurred words
Tasting alcohol
Head rimmed by birds
Ordering a tall
Woke up the next morn
Looking ‘round through tears
Feeling full of mourn
Circling odor of beers
Hearing muffled sobbing
Tasting my own blood
Feeling from robbing
Waiting for a flood
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5/2/2024 10:26:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
me still luv that one! and me still luv the kiss me goodbye one still as u no but me still luv this one...a lot i promise i think its like yah it has its own little yah u no? ? ? yah maybe u do......i think u do maybe IDK! ! ! ! ! stop wit the questions! ! ok ok calming down now! ! HI! ! ! ! lols (s) ! ! !