Dos Cervezas, Por Favor

A sudden rush filled my mouth Swishing around my taste buds. I rejoiced drowning in this frothy sensation My lips wrapped around the top of the bottle My body felt the chill of this rapid rush Spreading quickly through my veins like a plague, Then suddenly The weight of the world was gone Wet bottle rings beading, dripping down. Left from the melted ice placed on napkins long since discarded. The essence of bright hues and bright lights high bar stools, stained heavily in brown. Low cut eyes and plenty smiles All in good fun Dos mas, por favor