I drank my liquor too fast
and now my chest is on fire
but doesn’t burn as hot
as my body does
for yours…
You’re a particular kind
of sexy
the kind that goes on and on
that I can taste in my mouth
hold in my soul
touch with my fingertips –
not even rum can
take the credit for this buzz.
Tripping over my own
lust;
I haven’t completely figured out
how to forget myself
with you.
But…
it won’t take me long
to learn.