Liquid Kisses I sit and drink, a liquid that calms the nerves and numbs the brain. My motor skills come to a stand still, but my lips steal their movement. We collide and the bitter taste mixes between us, rushing through our bodies until we start to stumble. We stumble together, knees knocking and bodies intertwining. This is not a love story, but the story of us. Our weekends, our youth and mostly our shame.
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