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CABOWABO
tequila master,
your essence drips through
my veins like the pensive notes
of a saxophone.
come caress this tongue
upon your cool flowing
entry, leave traces on my lips;
life became that buzzing in my head
the taste of longing.
you are so advanced..
in so many ways..
those who are trying to
give up alcohol
(this poster died in
a gutter in a previous
life) could be knocked
off their resolution
by your poem
once Tolstoy's samovar
description
was so powerful
i went and made
a cup of tea