A marvel

I marvel at your kisses,

awe at your touch,

seek your warm embrace,

love is not too much, for you are the spine,

the vessel which channels the flame.

A passionate elixir and when you speak my name,

i am but song in your throat,

a merry little tonic, an alcohol in your belly
 

turning you to alcoholic.

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