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
If you got the money, I got the time. Age and distance put me in dream mode.A jolly good spirited write.Happy holidays to you and yours
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!
So beautiful. Drunk on me, how sweet.thank you for making us smile
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
That was a smart idea from you..yeah that's how you explain how precious you are in your own way......and it incomparable! a smart mind for beautiful feeling_SOul