I love her when she is intoxicated,
for than her mind is free
liberated from the shackles of ostensible walls
inebriated, she then speaks her mind, expressing her deepest desires
and her darkest tales,
as she slowly crawls into my world
surrendered,
dropped guards,
and at that moment she becomes mine

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