These eyes, a wine, these lashes, blush's grace,
By them, we're drunk, lost in this space.
These delicate ways, this face of a book,
By them, we're drunk, at every look.
You are mesmerizing, intoxicated,
You are drunk on love and stimulated.
You, my life, a bud, barely begun,
In spring's embrace, your life has spun.
Bees' eyes now on you, start to gleam,
Your gaze, it pierces, a heart's hidden dream.
In every gesture, a softness lies,
In your laughter, a world's demise.
From you, this beauty fills our sight,
Your smile, a bloom upon the light.
Your glances ignite, a world undone,
By them, we're drunk, beneath the sun.
By them, we're drunk, at every look.
By them, we're drunk, forever hooked.
Youth's sweet intoxication, starts to flow,
Yet, a touch of pride begins to grow.
Through eyes, a thousand words now said,
In thoughts of you, my days are spread.
Come, understand my heart's despair,
Draw near, and hear what beats are there.
These looks ignite, a raging fire,
Our steps now falter, fueled desire.
Your arms, like vessels, hold delight,
By them, we're drunk, in endless night.
By them, we're drunk, at every look.
By them, we're drunk, forever hooked.
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