From The Whisper Of Street

Yesterday we were diving in liquor.. humming ‘drunk in love’
You drew white circle and named it moon for me
When u sipped your last drop..I fell for your Adam’s Apple

The glasses we used to drank is broken
I glued it, taped it..still scars there’s been

You got the new glasses from market
I heard from the whisper of the street
As I wait with my high heels on
She snaps a peck on yours of tons
As I heard from whisper of street

ยฉaleashaa2014

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