Honey whiskey

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Plot: lesbian, and more...
Warning mentions alcohol

Moonshine and whiskey. An some alcohol I cant remember name of. But it was strong. I remembered the last bottle we had open. The sweet honey whiskey. It lured us together. Almost like glitter in the wind. I knew were weren't leaving anytime soon. Laying on the couch. We forgot about the movie. I'm not sure if that kiss was from love. Or how much we drank. I went long with it being dragged in your arms. I felt your hands going through my hair. I felt your heart beat. Oh how I wish you didn't let go. How I wish you kept me in your arms. How wish you would kiss me again. As I felt your arms dragging me in a hug. Your head leaning on my shoulder. Mumbling something I couldn't hear. Your soothing voice. Your eyes. I couldn't look away from. Your smile made you even more beautiful if that was even possible. Everything you did was gorgeous. Your beauty was more stunning then sun. Brighter than the heavens. Nothing could ever destroy this moment. For this memory is one of my favorites. After all a sip of honey whiskey. Shall all was remind me of this day. Of your beauty and grace.

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