A shot of tequila

A shot of tequila

You, are like the shot of tequila that I
know I’m going to regret in the morning,
but still, recklessly I pour salt onto
my wounded heart, throw you down
my throat, into my bloodstream,
and take your lips in mine, as if my
life depends on it, as if they are a slice of lemon.

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