Three of Cups

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The cards shuffled and placed on the table

The hand that was dealt

Straight from the stars

My trifecta of vices

My Three of Cups

Which will today's cure be?

Weed, Wine or Whiskey?

My threesome of weaknesses

I can't hide my truth

I'm addicted to you

My 100 proof

Love is my favorite drug

These are band-aids for pain

These I could easily quit

If the withdrawal didn't hurt so much

Which will I choose from my three of cups?

As I sit quietly

A one hit wonder plays

Replaying memories of times when I didn't have to choose

I had my three of cups in abundance when I had you.

"Majestic purple mountains glistening to my left

  The blue in the sky shining in your eyes

Surrounded by snow that contradicted the sunlight

The heat of the sun doesn't compare to your touch

Ocean green waves rippling to the right"

Instead of you

I will pick the weed

As I light one up

Smoke drifting through the air

I breathe in and smell our love on my skin

I feel the high in my head

As I exhale and release

You are finally here

Not longing for her

"She started a fire in your soul

Her body left you wanting and cold

Drinking the blood from your veins

Promises whispered against your lips

She left behind but a grape juice stain"

The memory brings us here

A turn in the story

A plot with a twist

I light up another

Here's where it hits

I am the high in cup number one.

I am the buzz in cup number two.

I am the burn in cup number three

A sweet combination of weed, wine, and whiskey

I am the She that once filled your cups

The memory of our touch

I am the fire burning you up

Yes, it was me; I was the She

Your Three of Cups that left us both empty.

Alas, it will always be you.

I will always choose you, again, and again.

I will love you forever,

Your Nightmare in Red

"Three of Cups" can be found in the "Good Times and Shame" Collection