whiskey
Her eyes are like whiskey,
an ocean that I’ve set sail on.
And one in which I am stranded.
Her voice is like whiskey.
A holistic medicine,
Lulling me into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Her soul is like whiskey,
And when I drink whiskey,
I slouch into the bar,
unmoving.
Her love is like whiskey.
Thirsting for it, I bring the bottle to my lips,
Finding it to be empty.
Our bond is like whiskey.
without whiskey,
I shake.
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Jo Ko | Year Posted 2026
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