Drunken Kiss(es)

If in the context of you,

 Vodka is kisses,

 Remind me not to bet in vodka.

 Mind you, I'll not claim,

Not to have wanted to

But I ought not to have.

 I wished for a taste comparative, 

And you just take what I'm willing to give,

And I still find it strange that you understood.

Funny how I'm supposed to feel like something was taken 

But I feel like I'm the one who is taking. 

And you are the one with something to lose:

Is that your calculated illusion?

I remembered the whole time the other woman

And never did I think of possession 

But my own thirst for sensation; 

So different than the books of my youth.

At least you understood that all of my zippers are stuck.




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