Tipsy stars

A bottle of red, a burnt berry finish

But I feel lighter almost floating away

From being blue in my cloudy sky

Filled with warm tears ready to spill

At any moment and if I had to wait

Any longer to get her text back.

That red filling my veins 

Making new plots in my system

Taking control of my limbs

And without a fight, they obey just typing.

I watched my views double and triple 

And slowly I lay my well hydrated soul.

I lay all my hopes and tears right there

Collapsing into space ready for a new start.