Chateau L

I want to drink you deeply, like a wine
The flavor of your red, red lips is sweet
Come kiss and make a red, red stain on mine
Intoxicate and make my soul complete
I have no way to tell you how I feel
Except to use the metaphor: I’m drunk
Intoxicated happiness is real
It’s not some myth that reason can debunk
The joy of you inebriates my soul
beyond the simple vintage of your touch
One drink of you and I lose all control
And yet I’m sure I’ll never drink too much
Come fill my goblet once again, my love
It’s more than your bouquet I’m thinking of!