Bourbon Kisses ❤️

She smiled, as the sun bounced off her cheeks.

She smelled of honey & bourbon, her hair a mess, she was beautiful…

“To the toxic sting of your tongue,

The play traced with your lips,

The light dimed in your eyes,

You are beautiful…

But baby why are you so wicked, tempting men with your figure, soft pedal kisses, why are you not mine?”

She turned back & smiled,

“They say my soul got darker since you left, I say you’re only an excuse. Poison lit words baby, empty promises, to kiss them once and never again, that my dear is how to get away. You bring down the world, and leave them floating in the sky. Simplicity of a mess caused by missing you. Traits rubbed off, pivot by the emptiness of innocence. I am not beautiful nor am I wicked, I have danced with the devil and now I follow in his steps. You simply took the bait, for your lips will long the taste of defeat in my arms and that my love is bliss to my days.”

-jossyflowers🌹