Vodka kisses & the final sigh, v.II (bloody vodka remix) (Villanelle) by SupremeDreamer
Scarlet burnt sky & vodka kisses goodbye;
really was nice talkin 'n smokin,
till our last weary mumbles & the final sigh.
Fatigue our bodies can not try to deny;
it's bitter 'n grim, just like sin
served stiff, with vodka kisses goodbye.
Our glasses are full, yet lips remain dry--
This bleedin red sky keeps burnin
till our last mumbles, & final jaded sigh.
Time passes, our cigars burn & slowly die;
cool blue smoke starts witherin--
our hip mood swiftly vodka kiss'd goodbye.
Rosy-red brow saggin, smiling, mad & sly.
Killed the last warm shot of gin,
before our weary mumbling & the final sigh.
Rubbin my sore-achin 'n crusted left eye,
as my ole belly starts a-blazin
from devil sky & stiff vodka kiss goodbye--
bloody mary stirrin my last wry & tired sigh.
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