TEQUILA 1




What was it?
A tequila shot or you?
I was drunk and everything was same,
The colourful room,
A heady fragrance,
My tremendously beating heart,
A racing pulse,
Thumping emotions,
An adrenaline rush,
A melodious hush,
The white sheet on the ebony bed
With dots of bloody scarlet,
Lemon and salt 
And the salty blood of your scarlet lips, 
The warmth of your hug 
And your drooping eyelids
Weighed down by your love in them
And a little shy.

©Madhumita