With Apologies
Sometimes, when in her bedroom, she
and I would talk and wonder,
while heavy laden trucks gear shifted down the hill with trees,
we would talk, and wonder
if it was,and if it was, why should it be,
if whiskey did taste better after sex than tea.
We might have guessed which one was best
While heavy laden trucks gear shifted down the hill with trees.
We could have guessed.
it seems to me,
we should have guessed
that whiskey just tastes crap straight after tea.
Copyright © Red Omara | Year Posted 2014
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