SOL: Shades of Blue

Drunk on gin, high on euphoria, eyes
Closing as ice plays cacophonous
Applause on the sides of
Your glass, your hand coming unglued
Tentatively touching forbidden neck
Leaving apologetic drips of water on
Collarbones, bleeding down skin until it hits
My chest as you hold your
Breath – somehow this moment
Means more than the rest

3AM Thoughts // AKA “With Best Intentions, Against Better Judgement.”

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