Through Cigars and Whiskey
If love were a road, I’d walk it endlessly, Each step carving my soul closer to you. In your eyes, I find a home I never knew I was lost searching for. Imagination drags me away from reality, A world warmer than the burn of my usual alcohol, Cigars taste sharper, smoke cuts deeper than perfume. I married my desire in silence, lived in it, Until a knock shattered the illusion Reminding me that the world outside waits. I am no longer only dreaming. I am closer to the edge, Closer to the fire, Closer to the dream of intercourse with you, Legends Football Media. Chris Timkat ✍🏿✍🏿✍🏿
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