Dreams await

by Ginette T Belle

It is late
Tequila stings my lips
And the moon is barely present
outside my glazed window
but it is late


Posted on 05/11/2003
Copyright © 2022 Ginette T Belle

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/13/03 at 01:13 AM

hehe...yah...Tequila dreams. Maybe even more vivid if you swallowed the worm.

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