Mixed

When you get the glasses down, pouring our mixture into the evening, ice tumbles around making the music of a Saturday night.

Mix the tonic with the gin I know the kind of mood I am in, mixing with you tonight.

Thoughts laid to the other side of the room just let our mood meld in the atmosphere with just us.

No blending of the outside world just me being your natural girl; juniper botanicals you roam my earthly garden and we settle down.

Gin and tonic on the rocks melt together, a chilled night and sweet summer aroma of us all around.

By Pamelap

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