Too deep in the cup

Acting totally out of misguided intention
Lusty interaction upon a delirious dare
Too deep in the cup to consider prevention
Too deep in the cup to even care
Too deep in the cup, too late in the year
Catbird inhibitions, away they fly
With that first kiss, your senses veer
Warm and wet is better than cold and dry
Deep enough in the cup to sound sincere
Ever embracing what is said to you
Words inspiring passion, words to endear
Even though they are not wholly true
Deep into the shadowy dusk, our fire is lit
Bidding farewell to another passing day
With a flowing abundance of mirthful wit
While quaffing our cares sweetly away
Underneath the full moon of May
A clear starry sky after two days of rain
Inspires the poet in his drunken cheer
Memories that shall ever will remain
Of the raised cups of those gathered near
A hearty toast for all that we hold dear
Of brandy besotted beauties, who came and went
Of successful seductions as the fire burned low
Come you with me into my dark tent
Where I can revel in your warming flow