Southern Comfort

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Don't get the title confused with the 90 proof

you inject me with poetic vermouth, that's 100% truth

You intoxicate my intellect with justifiable means

youthful in body and spirit, has the qualities of my queen

our vibes are descibed as compelling, even though quite far

when it seemed like yesterday this was just rhymes and bars

my mental still throbs from sublime, hints and secrets

and lines which leak with uniqueness, leaving me speechless

peep this....we clicked in so many ways unbeknownst to others

surrendered and unshielded by text

Potential lovers? Word to the mutha.....

SO NOW WHAT? What happens when this bottle

of emotions become opened?

and we sip away on the aged wine of a chain unbroken?

this link intertwined of hustle and bustle, smiles and chuckles

adds more satisfaction to my membrane

anticipating the moment I touch you

and in time we will share the very same space

this spectacular vernacular couldn't be replaced

the joys of being injected, accepted, connected

straight no chaser.....

your Southern comfort equalizes my soul,

reiterates my favors....





I'll drink to that.


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Hey. Southern comfort indeed! I like this, goes down smooth, from the title to the last line. I especially like 'Potential lovers? Word to the mutha...'