V
Vawewia
Guest
This place is covered in smoke
I’m not sure if it’s from the tobacco
Or the dope
We stashed in the closet
I can’t see you
Oh.
You’re contributing to
The fume in this room
And by the sound of your voice-
You’ve had your fill
Tequila Sunrise
(Number seven)
I think you’ve had enough
You’re on your way
To that oblivious dimension
Who isn’t?
The bottle’s on the floor
Spinning round and round
The force of friction from the rug
So happens to direct it towards
Me.
You laugh, get up from your
Reserved spot on the rug, and you
Wobble your way towards myself
Your hands melt around my hair
As you bring my lips to yours
The vapor slithers
From your mouth to mine
And your breath
Of toxic paraphernalia
Lusts on my tongue
The alcohol’s opened
A whole new scope
Of feelings
For both players
Of the field
Although you are
Quite shot off reality
From your essence
I can smell,
Through any delusion or drug
That your wasted heart reeks
Of magnetic
Pull
Of secret
Want...
For me.
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I don't know how to classify this, I don't think it's poetry. How do you find it? Comments, suggestions, compliments
I’m not sure if it’s from the tobacco
Or the dope
We stashed in the closet
I can’t see you
Oh.
You’re contributing to
The fume in this room
And by the sound of your voice-
You’ve had your fill
Tequila Sunrise
(Number seven)
I think you’ve had enough
You’re on your way
To that oblivious dimension
Who isn’t?
The bottle’s on the floor
Spinning round and round
The force of friction from the rug
So happens to direct it towards
Me.
You laugh, get up from your
Reserved spot on the rug, and you
Wobble your way towards myself
Your hands melt around my hair
As you bring my lips to yours
The vapor slithers
From your mouth to mine
And your breath
Of toxic paraphernalia
Lusts on my tongue
The alcohol’s opened
A whole new scope
Of feelings
For both players
Of the field
Although you are
Quite shot off reality
From your essence
I can smell,
Through any delusion or drug
That your wasted heart reeks
Of magnetic
Pull
Of secret
Want...
For me.
-----
I don't know how to classify this, I don't think it's poetry. How do you find it? Comments, suggestions, compliments