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Intoxicating

 

 

She is that first sip
That dangerous and unsure one
I drink in her beauty
Wondering if I should swallow any more of the allure

She is the next sip
No, a large swallow
I love how unbalanced she stumbles me
I am lost in her smile

She is the Glass
The second and third round and I still want more of her
Have to have her
To stare into those eyes

She is the bottle
Seduction, Smokey, Sweet
My want is for her
Her desire controls me

She is my vineyard
Her world is mine twining through my drunken laughter
I must taste more of her always
I can’t stop or I will forever bear the hangover

Robert Lloyd (2 June 2010)

Reviews

[alesuriko]

I love the advancement of this poem, how the desire, need and want grows with each part of the wine growing larger and more defined. The appeal is very nice and it has great imagery and description. The flow is also favorable and I like the quick pace of the fourth stanza. Well done.

[Mauricio Montoya]

At first she appealing and then she got her hold on you it isn’t till the next day that you realize what she all about.
Great job well done.