In My Glass
Smells of peppermint oil permeating the air.
Heightening the effect of fermented potatoes in my glass.
Ambient sounds fill the air, yet my mind seems calm.
Or perhaps it's simply slower in reaction.
Mesmerized by the concoction dancing in my glass, elegantly swirling with sweet frozen blackberries.
Scenes of you play on the movie reel of my mind.
Over and over, like an obsessed fan.
Crazy to love you, yet insane to deny my heart.
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