16 August 2012
Last night
I had a date
With Sailor Jerry;
Tall, golden girl,
She's cold over ice,
Breath-taking, spiced,
But warm when
She gets inside,
Loosens my tongue,
I feel forever-young,
With my hands on
Her neck, drinking
In every last drop,
No inhibitions now,
Can't stop,
Until her soft glow
Makes me numb, slow.
Morning after, she's gone,
All that's left behind;
Empty dreams, promises,
Headache and bleary eyes.
Sailor Jerry • Opuss № I