Chad Weeks Poet Couplet

Whiskey Bottle

There is a whiskey bottle on my floor
& your memory is about to walk through my door

Aided by this Rye
You will come in and say “hi”

The door is locked
And you wont knock

Your smile will melt through “why?”
As I question, “If we will ever try”

Your brown eyes
Will see through my lies

And when you whisper my name
The past and now will become the same

The love in your voice 
Will relive each choice

We will sit like nothing went wrong
Listening to the radio in hopes of that song

Your smile will never fade
And all along I stayed

This memory I hope to store
Because soon you will return through that door
& I will be left with this whiskey bottle on my floor

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Chad Weeks January 23, 2014 at 12:41 AM Thank you for your compliments. However I am a mining engineering student and like to leave reminders of that. And because a lot of my friends are English teachers and it drives them nuts :).

Robert Pettit January 21, 2014 at 2:28 PM Nice rhymes and good descriptiveness in each couplet. Just a suggestion: in all forms of writing, always spell out the conjunction "and", and never replace it with "&" or "+".