eighty six

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chapter 86

drunk on nostalgia.
oh the feelings
that the sun gives me

drinking cherry wine.
laying on the blades of grass
oh how the summer air
refreshes me

turning back time.
take a sip of
my favourite wine
and just forgetting
she's no longer mine

seems to be the only fuel.
i am helpless
in the night
yet i beam with delight

when she says my name.
i am satin
wrapped tight
around her neck

like a lovers hand.
i turn velvet when she's mine
i am infatuated
like alcohol to wine

how did i forget.
that she was going to be fine
when i was lava
and she was divine


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