The Booze Of Loving You

I used to kiss your lips,now it has to be

this bottle of beer.

It’s so different,

but the effect is the same –


I can’t stop caressing,

the neck of beer bottle

and imagining it’s yours.


I’m mesmerized by its body curves,

like holding your waist

next to mine.


Again, I wanna kiss it

like kissing you.

This is the booze of loving you. ??

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