Wednesday, June 25, 2014



Why is it that we tell people we love them when we are drunk?
Is it our true feelings that we have been holding back and wish to share?
Or is it another reality
Just like our dreams at night in which our minds have an affair?

Kiss me sweet soul,
While I am awake,
While I am drunk,
And while I sleep.
So that all three of my realities are in sync.

Alexandria Rose Rizik

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