No endorsement from you,
but your brothers and your bourbon love me.
Black Cherry,
Jim Beam,
in the Pike house.
And it's a such a shame you'll never see,
but gin and tonic are the best dancers
I've had the pleasure with all night.
Citrus seltzer,
Tanqueray,
from the cash bar.
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Affections of Substance
PoetryA collection of short poems observing the complexities of drug induced romance. New additions are possible! Constructive criticism welcomed and encouraged. Enjoy! :)
