Kenebo Rajkumar - Love Inside The Vodka

Opened by an opener,
Smells come out of a true love,
Love sings melodiously into my empty glass.
I wished to have a fragrance of love.
Each dropp of vodka follows to the ice.
When I kissed to the alcoholic lip,
Touched inside my heart more deeper,
I feel the taste of the first love of mine.
Blurring becomes clear like a midnight into the morning.
I used to drag the vodka from the proper place.
So, she still dances inside the bottle.
Who’s going to be owner of my love?
If I absence today.
Asked between the two pegs,
Before I keep empty my bottle,
Love is whispering me something.
She said, “I love you another day when you open a new vodka”.
And
“I will be always inside your vodka”.

Kenebo Rajkumar

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