Thy lips
Like tasses of wine
I taste
Bitter n sweet
Chilled
By thy very nature
Intoxicated I am
By thou eyes so deep
Strong n heady
Like the touch of thy hands
Taking over mine senses
As I am drunk with thy love
Not staggering drunk, but. . .
Drunk enough to impair mine judgement in love.

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 15 JULY, 2015