Whisky!

Whisky! 
 

If I could fit in a bottle.
Change my form entirely.
I’d change myself to whisky.
So you could consume me
Your only love in her entirety.
Then I could be of use to you.
As your body you abuse.
Brain filled with mad poets power.
Poetry profound.
Fueled by whisky’s breath.
Every waking hour.

By ladylivvi1

 

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)

 

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