Delirious

She's so drunk for me

(I know; no, I'll guess.)

Tipsy

she's giggling

Sunburnt, and red

I'm smiling

Someone help me

Oh, what the hell

We're walking

She stops me, I'm jittery

Again.

Says a joke, with no punchline

I nod, in my head

Sober

She's a looker,

Sharp, as lead

Grins, like a dagger

Walking me dead

Scary

Are these nerves?

Feels like electrocution

Colour me foolish

In your deep purple red.

She's drunk again

Where's the bottle-

Here it lies,

half empty and smiling

at someone else.

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-samjam

This poem's from like, two years ago I think ¯\_( ͡> ͜ʖ ͡<)_/¯ I missed writing and posting poetry, so here hehe ! [ artwork by Torrie Smiley, www.torriesmiley.com ] Thank you for reading, Toodles!