Drink It Up!

by MyHalozChokinMe   Oct 12, 2012


Enough of being serious.

I've had enough.

I exist in constant contradiction
to myself, thus nonsense is my genius.

Stroke my ego.

I would love to return the favor.

Your words are the precipitation of my
dreams without a cloud.

Who needs a rainbowed reality when the
colors of my fantasy are so very vivid?

Hallucinogenic creations in my mind,
a trip I would willingly ride to the end.

Pardon me, I suppose I may be a bit
too blunt. Perhaps I should sit quietly, hand
over my mouth?

But, that wouldn't be much fun would it?

After all, that is neither the purpose of my
hand or my mouth, at least not as I see it.

I am not an open book. I am a library
unwritten. Choose your own (but make it me,)
adventure to read by candlelight as inhibitions
fade into the shadows and the prism does
not need to reflect upon the mirror.

Refracted honesty.

Write the conclusion upon my thighs.

Disguises may seem enthralling, Would a
genie costume suit your fancy?
Wiggle my nose and hips to conjure
up a bit of magic?

Or is that spark already there, hidden in
your glass of coy?

Should I share my bottle and overflow you?

You already know that my lips, unveiled,
enchant with each sip.

Drink up, dear.

I will offer until you refuse.

My wine is red and full-bodied.

Would you indulge with me or have I proven that
I am indeed the real thing?

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  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Pardon me, I suppose I may be a bit
    too blunt. Perhaps I should sit quietly, hand
    over my mouth?

    But, that wouldn't be much fun would it?

    After all, that is neither the purpose of my
    hand or my mouth, at least not as I see it.

    - lol. I love love love this line. This is so true and that should be plastered all over billboards on an advert! I think this is the best line of the whole poem, I love it!

    As for your poem, I like it in the style of it is aimed at the reader but it is like you are having a conversation with yourself. In the battle of doing what others want you to do and then doing what you want to do.

    You open the poem with being frustrated and stating that you have had enough, this leads me to think you are letting off steam within this poem which makes it that much more powerful because the emotions then flow out and this is when the truth comes out without treading on eggshells.

    Nice work.

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