MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE

THE DRINK

Your so beautiful he would say

looking my way

His eyes are deep

that pry in my sleep.

His words are like poison

running through my veins

keeping me sick,

making my mind tic...

then he would say:

" Come on and take a sip-

it will only make your heart skip

just a bit."

He poured his madness in a glass of wine

telling me; "Go on and drink-

you will be fine,

it will only make you think

about our life in another time-

it will blow your mind.

as the bottled finished with all its emptiness.

- Judy Emery © 2010 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery