Intoxication
Tonight we get drunk in each other and we will like it
You'll sip me slow and I'll hit the back of your throat as you continue to drink and I dare you to fight it
You've never had a drink like me before
The class of champagne, the strength of gin, with the wisdom of 40 year old whiskey in each cup you pour
Take another sip as I take you on an intoxicating rollercoaster
My taste will burst in your jaws the way the bullet does the gun after its came out of the shoulder holster
Don't drink too fast baby the night is still young
But with every sip, whish me around your tongue and gums
Sip slower cause you going to fast
Because I promise when your on your last drop and the drinks stop, you'll wish you savored your last.

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This is a different twist on wisdom. Excellent write.
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Ha ha....Tight Work.....ONE
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I like this poem.
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