intoxication (honesty)

are you only mine

when we’re drunk

or does the liquor

slip into the corners of

your mind

where fear lives

with a knife that has

honesty

engraved on the side

and a mission to show me

just how much you care

am i only yours

when you’re intoxicated

or did the shots pile up

into a barricade

that keeps the

“what if’s”

locked away

allowing you to pull me close

to claim me

to keep me by your side

so no one would think

to have me at theirs

if i’d asked you

the same question

at any other time

on any other day

in any other circumstance

would your answer have changed?

i felt how you reacted

pulse quickening

hands tightening where they

gripped my waist

knew your answer

even before you whispered

“yes”

in my ear

now i’m left to wonder

if your answer would change

if i asked you again

today

you already know

i’m yours

i told you then

and i’d say it again

if you asked

liquor makes me bold

but nothing less than

truth

leaves my lips

and honestly

even with all the drinks

i’m always most intoxicated

by you