Acerbical

The alcohol on my lips Pales when compared to the intoxicating Sound of your voice that lingers in my ears, the way you say my name...oh my God — the way you say my name... You make my head spin. Vertigo. I  stumble to the ground, Limbs weak, unsteady, The fluttering in my stomach From anxious butterflies caused by you. Rasgueado. The strumming of my heart strings, A rhythm they seek to find, echoing your name. Open up yourself to me, I want to sip you S l o w l y Intoxicate me. With your words, your mind, your soul Enslave me. Bring me under your influence. Intoxicate. Me.