Whisky Flirt

Whisky Flirt

A little whisky to whisk me away
When all I need is a second glass
to pass on a delay
Making things sway
Like words that linger and stay
Too long that they stumble
Making me mumble
Through a cracked smile
Distorted behind a quarter glass
Of whiskey tipping to pass
My lips
In small mischievous sips.

5 thoughts on “Whisky Flirt

      1. And either way it works, ya know.
        Now if my husband was writing it (which he never would) he’d start listing the different types of whiskey. I think he has three different ones in the house right now…

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