A Whisky Bottle and Your Love..

Sitting on the sofa , holding your hand and sipping on the glass;
I could still feel the whisky bottle and your love.
Your warm touch, my past, sipping on the glass.
I could still feel the whisky bottle and your love.
The light on the horizon, and the soft music floating by,
Your tears and my smile.
I could still feel the whisky bottle and your love.
Its 10 past 9 and the street lights brightening up the path,
The rain and the breeze and I still walked by.
I knew it was the moment that wont last ,
But I could still feel the whisky bottle and your love.
I had no vision that this was the last,
My past, your touch and your love,
I still walk the same path, with no warm touch,
its still the same 10 past 9  , street lights brightening up the path, with you not by my side,
Could still feel the whisky bottle and your love.

By: Reeturaj Goswami