Your words intoxicate me
And I drink from them over and over
Liquid love dripping upon my soul
And I am parched
So I must become intoxicated
With the stroke of a pen
And I drink again and again

Words that trickle down my throat
Like the finest wines
And I grow heady with delight
They flow from your pen
Like a fine Merlot
Drinking my fill
Slaking my ever growing thirst

Sweet like honey
Refreshing and intoxicating
My head swirls
My heart leaps and dances
Your words caressing my soul
And I thirst no more

Omg i would love to send that to my best friend. We are extremely close and i love him. Your poem described how he makes me feel with his words.

beautiful...do you ever put your works to music

((( Jenni )))))

Most awesome, amazing, so beautiful,,,,, Just simply lovely

AWESOME

Intoxicating glass of poem...

Bravo!