KoolAid Smile

With nothing to drink, I grabbed her and put her in my glass. Leaving her arm hanging out Softly stirring her around. Nothing else was needed outside of that moment. A woman whom was patient, self sufficient, tender. A woman whom could make me put away my pride and admit in an otherwise advanced situation. That I had nothing to drink. After a while water gets boring. Sodas complicate the simplest of things. I needed something new. Something that could quench my thirst with no never-mind involved. Without the need for ice, She was the solution to all my problems. Placing her inside of a glass. Devouring her sip by sip
KoolAid Smile

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