I might not be beautiful,
But I could intoxicate you,
Melt through you like an aged Scotch Whiskey.
I could make you dizzy with how you make me feel.
That kind of happy can be tranferred from my eyes,
Straight to your heart.
I could disorient you with my kiss,
It would feel like flying!
The take off of lips first connecting,
Then deeper familiarity lifts us higher.
We would open our eyes and register surprise,
That our feet are still on the ground.
I don't need a perfect body to get you thirsty to drink me in,
You would savour my softness....my fullness,
I could make you drunk on me.
Just give me your lips.
© 2012
There is beauty at your fingertips, every time you share your words....
So beautiful. Drunk on me, how sweet.thank you for making us smile
Take a swig of that spirit, that makes the mouth tingle, and other places, then when you have finished, bang it down in the bar and demand another! Maybe even the bottle! Loved it!
yeah Ruby, Beauty is not all on our skin. Somewhere deep inside is where it resides.Very well written
Beauty really does come from within, as do your words, sounds to me like you've got it made!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ruby, we never know what you'll give us next. But would you be so brazen today if yesterday your husband had helped you with that stone in your shoe? Beautiful or not, you do write very nicely.