Bleary 2
Wolf eyes and a wicked, wicked smile
intentions barely out of reach.
Hand on thigh,
brandy brown eyes,
teeth an Absolut vodka bleach.
He leans forward
to whisper a raspy gait,
his breath stout-thick
that unconsciously nauseates.
Eyes settle shut,
a head dropps in beats,
mutters your name once
then drops back off to sleep.
intentions barely out of reach.
Hand on thigh,
brandy brown eyes,
teeth an Absolut vodka bleach.
He leans forward
to whisper a raspy gait,
his breath stout-thick
that unconsciously nauseates.
Eyes settle shut,
a head dropps in beats,
mutters your name once
then drops back off to sleep.
Caitlin Carroll