I know I shouldn’t <br />but sometimes even I, <br />the generous, <br />no personal space- <br />yet eloquently distant <br />woman do not care… <br /> <br />Tequila numbs the <br />inhibitions laid upon <br />me by my religious upbringing <br />enhancing the wanton spirit <br />deep within <br />negotiating consummation <br />of passion and pure soul <br /> <br />Can I not surrender this one <br />night <br />and in the morning plead: <br /> <br />“The Devil made me do it”?<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/having-drinks-with-the-devil/
