I don’t
Drink wine
Often
At least not
Like I used to
When I am
With you
I feel no
Need to
Speed
I take
My time
Staring at
You
With
Admiration
And
Anxiety
You lead
Me to
Intoxication
While
Being in
A conscious
State of sobriety
You bring
My flowers
To the surface
You make me
Nervous
I find myself
With an inescapable
Feeling of
Service
Not like
I am indebted
To you
Or feel
Threatened
By you
But maybe
I do
You are
Too good
To be
True
But
Something
In my soul
Tells me
You
Are the
Truth