drunk on YOU again

i walk into forever lost,
for one last drink of    
YOU  
before my heart hits runaway fever.  
   
i order my usual drink,    
YOU  
a tall pair of boots,    
in a tight dress.  
   
i take a sip of your exhilarating laughter,  
and smack my lips,    
YOU  
taste so good,  
   
i wrap my hands around the glass,  
mesmerized on how refreshing    
YOU    
really are.  
   
its a straight up drink,  
no fancy games,    
no fancy glass, just  
YOU.  
   
YOU  
are sexy, and    
YOU    
know it.  
   
with the first glass drowned into my being,  
the re-fill is more of the same,  
YOU,  
with beautiful long black teased hair.  
   
i fondle the glass much like curves
running alongside your legs, round your back and onto your firm ass,    
and take another sip of    
YOU,  
   
across your flat waist,  
and up between your bountiful chest,  
YOU  
keep me coming back for more.  
   
i look up,    
staring at your lips,  
i kiss them, i kiss  
YOU.  
   
i order up another drink,  
and look into the glass, i see    
YOU  
as no one has ever seen before.  
   
the drinking continues,  
the more I know    
YOU,  
the more I drink.  
   
YOU  
are so deliciously good,  
i cannot resist another drink of    
YOU,  
   
i'm drunk on  
YOU    
again...  
my heart cannot take it anymore,  
   
i pass-out,  
only to wake up with    
YOU    
not there, the hangover has arrived.