Apple Brandy

In the morning I woke

Just the same

Wine glasses, beer stains

Liquor to tame

I don’t know how

These walls you overcame

Damned alcohol tears

It’s you I blame.

Whiskey eyes, tequila sighs

Your finger sliding down my thighs

Playing a game with dangerous die

You slowly undo all my ties

Eyes flutter open, kerosene dreams

How do I balance between two extremes?

The love, the hate, my mind’s broken beams

Mended but still quite worn at the seams

I can still feel you

Swaying me at my hips

Lingering like the taste 

Of apple brandy on my lips

And yet in the morning

I wake just the same

Candle burning by my side

Still clinging to a dying flame 

But when I turn to the other side

I just see an empty bed frame

I can touch you just

At my fingertips 

My body 

In your tender grip

Taste the salt

Stuck to your skin

As you ask me

Just how I’ve been

Vodka tonics, gin and beers

I think of all the forsaken years

Those stupid, fucking wasted tears

Evaporated into the atmosphere.

And yet here you are,

An alien from the planet Mars

Strumming the notes

Of some guitar

Taking me 

On a trip to the stars

Making me forget

About all my scars,

As we sit side by side

Inside that car

I feel our tongues

Begin to spar

Till you take my mind

To some world afar.

So tell me,

How could it possibly be?

I could be back 

At that one night

When you melted

At my very sight

And you made me really,

Truly believe in flight

Rocking me slow

At the hips

The trace 

Of velvet fingertips

My skirt you almost,

Accidentally ripped

And just when I am

About to dock your ship

My heart suddenly

Leaps, then dips

Because no longer 

Am I in your grip

Nor can I taste

Apple brandy drip

Off the tip 

Of your lips

Because here 

Along my bedside wake

I can feel

The insides of me quake

Because my love for you

Was never fake

But now I hate you

And it makes me shake

Because I don’t get

How I could ever feel this way

So twisted

Wishing you had stayed

So wrong way up

And left side down

Smiling

With the tears of a clown

Because I wish 

So dearly, awfully, fucking wish

If I could have 

But a single wish

That even when

I had you 

By my side

There were many,

Many lies I lied

And how I wish

I could have said 

I tried

To love myself

The way I loved

When i had you by my side

So in the morning

When i wake

Everything is still

Just the same

Back to normal,

One might say.

But I do think about you

Just the same

How my walls

You overcame

The ones I don’t know

To love or hate

So here along 

My bedside wake

I feel the same scars 

Along me break

The ones you healed

Without knowing any stakes

The ones that now

Make my soul ache

Hours of dawn

I continue to bide

Just cold air

Along my side

I wish I could’ve said

That I died

But that probably

Would have been

Another lie

Sherry toes and champagne nose

If given a chance,

I would’ve chose

To have been 

With myself

Through the lows

Instead of running after you

Like in those TV shows

So maybe if I see you

Some other odd day

I’ll look you in the eye

And finally say,

“I’m good now,

Really actually good

Not like normal good

But you know,

Just

Sound mind good.

I did it myself,

No thanks to you

And I love myself

A little more for it too.”

Whiskey eyes, tequila sighs

Your finger sliding down my thighs

Now all I have to remember you by

Is just this apple brandy by my side. 

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