Thursday, June 14, 2012

Martini


Hiss! she whispered in the scene

accompanied by lonliness

the puffs are her friend now

as the smoke lingers his memories

Painful eyes longed for the escape

the distance the smoke was billowing to

Tied on her couch she remains

Limited within those boundaries

umm! Martini

I am trying to lean on you

forgeting my jobs behind

I wanna sleep with you

Erase my some part of history

Martini

I am under refuge of you

No ice cubes, I wont pour

any water out of glasses to you

I wanna get intoxicated

with thy sips and kisses

tired of this cynic world

Wanna surrender my body to you

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