Sailing Poem by francesca zumbo

Sailing



New years residue and resolution
Resonating its way through a glass of wine

Sailing around in the absence of confetti
I got lost in her open lips

There you were on the line, at the end of my drunken dial
Cheers babe, hope to see you soon

I wonder if you think of me when you kiss her
And recall all the times you told me you loved me

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