Freestyle Poetry #9- Seven Thoughts At Midnight

Perhaps I shouldn’t drink this wine,
because it has me seeing lips and hearing voices
that have been distant like a third ward Country.
Recreating your touch, and it feels like I’ve been
laying on a field with sprinklers constantly raining
down mistakes and mishaps of our love, back when it
was more than my body could handle…

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