Powerful forces entwine us together
I am your blood…Like the seeping roots of an old fragile tree.
Bleeding together
blood merges through you… then through me.
Your whiskey veins seep into madness
with strange difference and a vintage lingering disgrace.

I am the leaves on the forest.
A blanket of green moss.
I feed and supply you comfort, and give you glasses of fake champagne filled green tea.
You are the whiskey drinker and the free spirit that defies normality.


Livi R 2017

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