I have never been drunk from an alcoholic beverage,
I suppose that gives you some type of leverage.
When I see you, a feeling of drunkenness begins to strike
Me. This is the type of intoxication that I like.
I feel it now, my words begin to slur,
Everything around us becomes a mere blur.
I hear the sound of clashing wine cups in
My head. Sobriety is quickly exiting my skin.
I drink your words, your scent, your existence, until the very last
Drop. I remember the empty glass
Of my heart, only filled by the sweet wine
Composed of your eyes, lips, and hands meeting mine.
To you I toast and drink,
By you, I am drunk. I clink
My glass with that belonging to you,
Secretly hoping that I will intoxicate you too.