- drown
- November 13, 2008
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like a fly drowning in last nights wine
i flutter, gasping for air--drunk on you
sinking below the surface the red haze clouds my vision
the thick heady scent encompassing me
my wings pound rhythmically
as i rise to the surface once more
concentric circles spread from my epicenter
tiny quakes of my heart, my love
can i be saved? or shall i sink
and succumb to the intoxication
my wings forever stained
transformed by an accidental change of course