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looking through the wine bottle
at the lights, which turn yellow
you cross my mind
your yellow shirt, your dark skin
and hair
blending perfect like
only you, it could only be you.
I wander through wishes
of your touch, i wander through
wonders of you. the
jokes, the looks, those eyelashes
turned
i stand there hoping
to see your face turn to me like
you telling me i was beautiful.
or
maybe just you, in general.
all of you, i want
like rabbits, i'd...
and again i wonder if i imagine
those glances or if you really
made eye contact like that and look
through this wine bottle
hoping you do...
i follow the outline of your body
in constant wonder of you.

------
someday could be today...





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The following comments are for "drunken love poem"
by ruina

through the wine bottle
something satisfying about the real, relatable, humanly befuddled quality to this. eminently readable, "gettable" stuff this.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: December 29, 2006 )

glad to satisfy
thanks, i feel this is kind of different from my other stuff... maybe because i normally don't write poems when i'm drinking...

( Posted by: ruina [Member] On: December 29, 2006 )





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