When Will The Bottle Stop?

I hate you when I see you,

I hate you when I think of you,

I would love to be rid of you the moment I smell you,

My back tingles when we first taste each other’s lips,

Yet just one moment together and we are friends again,

Locked together for one more night

I love you tonight,

And only tonight,

Your taste is now sweet and moist,

You warm me up inside like my fathers’ hug,

I feel loved,

There is happiness and bliss,

We are friends and soul-mates

Our time tonight is slowly ending,

I grow tired and I can see you are losing interest

Goodnight.

It was a fun night.

How could you leave me this way this morning?

How I hate you!

Oh god how I loathe you!

Dry, and with nothing else as a backup

I will find you...

© phk2010