Kissing you is intoxicating.
I could get drunk off of your lips.
You taste like an Old Fashioned:
sweet like brown sugar,
sharp like bitters,
smooth like bourbon.
You’re numbing in the best way,
calming my nerves and thoughts
while also lighting up
every inch of my body.
The second your lips are on mine,
everything around me disappears.
One may even refer to it as tunnelvision.
I get dizzy,
cheeks going numb,
fingers tingling as they course through your hair.
I could kiss you for hours
because your lips
are better than any alcohol
my lips have ever touched.