Drunk's wound wants a bit of cleansing

Drunks

Their wild eyes gleamed like the moon,
As they stumbled home, their spirits in tow.
The night air clung to their skin,
As they devoured drinks, their laughter echoing within.Their footsteps echoed down the street,
Their shouts of joy, a reckless beat.
The city lights reflected off their face,
As they reveled in their freedom's fiery pace.Their memories blurred, a hazy haze,
As they relived the night, the good and the daze.
Their hearts still racing, their souls still free,
Their wild abandon, a treasure to see.

Wound

A jagged scar sliced through his skin,
A reminder of a battle within.
He wept for his lost love, his heart in pain,
As he wove a tourniquet, a desperate refrain.The stitches held, the wound would heal,
But the scars of love would forever reveal.
He searched for solace in the darkness deep,
A place to hide, where love's pain would creep.His eyes still burned, a fire still bright,
A flame of love that lit up the night.
He vowed to heal, to mend his heart,
To find his way, to a brand new start.

Wants

She craved a taste of sweet delight,
A flavor that danced on her tongue so bright.
She yearned for a moment's peace, a respite from strife,
A longing for love, a warm and gentle life.Her heart beat fast, her soul on fire,
A fire of desire that would never tire.
She chased the sunrise, her spirit soaring high,
A dream of happiness, a vision to the sky.Her fate was sealed, her path was set,
A journey of love, where heartache would forget.
She'd seek solace in the arms of a friend,
A place to hide, where love's pain would end.

Bit

A single grain fell, a tiny drop of gold,
A treasure collected, a story to be told.
He cherished the moment, the flash of light,
A memory to treasure, a delight so bright.His fingers grasped, a handful of fate,
A reality to grasp, a moment to create.
He savored the taste, the flavor so fine,
A pleasure to delight, a joy divine.His eyes closed in bliss, a moment so pure,
A feeling so sweet, a heart that's sure.
He cherished the moment, the joy so true,
A treasure to hold, a memory anew.

Cleansing

The waters flowed, a gentle stream,
A soothing balm, a calming dream.
She bathed in the river's gentle tide,
A place to wash, where heartache would subside.Her skin was clean, her soul revived,
A sense of peace, a world to thrive.
She breathed in the air, the scent so sweet,
A reminder of love, a heart that skips a beat.Her heart was free, her spirit so bright,
A light that shone, a beacon in the night.
She walked along the shore, a path so clear,
A journey of self, where love's healing appears.