Whisky girl

Her amber form
Upon my lips,
Her honeyed taste
With all my sips,
Smooth of body
So divine,
Deeply intoxicating
But feels so fine,
Powerful, controlling
Beauty and beast,
Cool as ice
A veritable feast,
And as I plunge
Ever deeper,
Your fire hits me
Forever a keeper,
My whisky girl
The wild tempest,
My favourite drink
And lustful conquest.