Drink (Repost March 2016)

He poured me into a glass
Swished me around
Watching me spin
He liked me shaken
Stirring in my skin
For aged emotions
Tasted so much more potent
Made me real
He drank me down slowly
Enjoying every drop
And left me
An empty, used glass
Waiting at the bar

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