The Time Of Cocktail Poem by Laura arwen

Sometimes I dream
to drink some
whisky
I want to
drink good wine
every day
The time reveals
many lies and
plots
With good company
the time is
not important but
it passes on
faster
Sometimes the time
can hinder our
life projects
The time is
a prank of
the life because
the dead people
want the eternal
life
It's a ritual
to drink a
glass of red
wine before to
go to bed
To drink is
an operation that
requires a lot
of calm
If I drink
hot tea I
want do it
in silence
We drink cocktails
only for pleasure
There comes the
time of cocktail
and I'll be
strong