As the drunkards say...
I drink to redeuce or lower my stress,,
well the same case applies,
to me..
am ever drunk, but in a different way,,
because you are the reason...
your beauty triggers my attention,
filling my mind with imaginations,
and to avoid or lower that 'stress'..
I end up drunk n drunk in love..
in your pub (your heart).....
I bearably cann't stand by my own,,
words in my mouth, comes out very slow,,
Whenever I wonna let you know...
how I soo love you..
I end up murmuring to myself...
assuming you heard all I said...
that you would allow me pay my bills,,
of love,,
in your heart, that I drunk...
by loving back,,
Whenever I stagger, you help me walk...
Whenever I stammer, you help me talk...
When am sleeping, be in my dream...
When I wake, you be beside me...
For I am drunk in love with you,,
Your image in my mind...
when I talk, I almost shout you name..
.......just like drunkards do.....
I over heard someone saying...
that a drunk man n a baby...
are the same..
they just don't know how to lie..
and to me this apply(s)..
Am ever honest, real n true to you..
when I say I Love You...
AM DRUNK IN LOVE WITH YOU..
ⓒ2015
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