Love Drunk

His cool lips on mine like the rim of a glass
The taste of him slides down my throat with a fiery burn
His liquor love settles in my stomach with a sweet burn
We pull away to catch our breath
I look into his eyes and see liquid lust swirl in his irises
He pulls me towards him and intoxicates me with another burning kiss
And in this drunken have I know tomorrow I will wake up with;
A heart break hangover.

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