D/c: My poem. Nothing else is mine.
Reid's thoughts on alcohol and cheating. (If you couldn't guess.)
Hinted slash, take it how you want.
For those who don't know, Tequila sunrise: tequila, orange juice, and grenadine syrup. The Grenadine is red and sinks through the orange to the bottom.
With that, enjoy.
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Tequila sunrise
Slammin' 'em back, losing control,
falling deeper into the dark.
Light up passion
around my bleeding heart.
Meet my lips and twist my world into slow motion.
You're my control,
with the halo around your glowing body.
I know I should stop before it hurts me,
before it hurts him.
But heartbeats blend as time passes,
blood distilling throughout the body,
losing purity, becoming dark and heavy.
So I keep 'em coming and it's just
another day.
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I like it. Review?
Thanks for the read.
Till next time,
-J X