DRUNK
I always want
to make a toast
before we clink
our glasses.
It's my way
of getting to tell you
that I love you.
A profession of my love
disguised by a spirit.
Cheers.
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Swimming Lessons: Poems
PoetryI seem to be your new favorite novel. One that keeps you up at night, turning my pages. Fingers lingering on me so you don't lose your place. A poem from the poetry book.
