Bad Poetry Friday

10/27/98

Inspired by my drunkenness

not what I drank,

more like the way you looked at me

my toothy grin reflecting

the beating of my heart

And you:

in your semi-conscious state

told me I must be a movie star

I just laughed and took another sip

I am filled by the taste of your tongue

My mind swirled with the nothingness

except for our kiss.

Notes: I wrote this shortly after meeting my senior year boyfriend at a party.