Best Intoxication Poems

Words  
Flowing from your full sensuous lips
Cascading and spilling out 
Over your chocolate flesh
As your voice reaches my ear
My body tenses up and then relaxes
Tingling with anxiety

I wish that I could do more 
Than just hear your voice
But I love listening to you speak
In...

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I wish I had the words to speak;
They are now untrue.
I wish you were my everything;
Why can't she be you?
I wish you were that love,
Of both old and new.
When is there enough,
To fill our cup,
And say salud?



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Zephyr has a sound
Molecules of happiness
Rapture on the wind....

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Your name forever haunting. 
In my thoughts and perhaps my heart. 
Here and there blissful memories reoccur. 
your presence in them lead me to be erratic. 
Taken in by the reminiscence of intimacy. 
Seized beyond ecstasy for my touch is key.
Your voice  keen with...

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The secretion of a Lilly is often mistaken for the timbers of a concrete ball. Many a time is the goldfish singing for a curry. Golden gophers gluing glitter. A wolf dancing in a stew of peas is more happy than a porcupine on a...

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My creativity embodies 
my very mindset
Inspiration expressed 
not just an outlet
My discretion as an artist 
not to be repressed
Laid out in any form 
allowing others to digest 
Thoughts manipulated 
then conveyed 
Carefully constructed, 
hoping your amazed
A creative mind never 
compromised 
My message ambitious 
yet always...

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Your warm bodys heat flows,
through me like strong wine,
Being intoxicated by you,
I may not sober....

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Our senses are reawakened 
to the promise of spring 
with its carpet of rolling green 
hills dotted with the flowers of 
the new season;
winter is gone, taking its frosty 
entrouge of snow, carelessly cold 
temperatures and biting arctic winds. 

Earth thaws to the welcoming presence...

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Unable to let feelings come to just slide by,
all poets feel life in tender seeing eyes.
Life marinates in a poet's empathy-rife heart,
to then cradle lay emotion in their core
until every angle of feel has been stored.
All a poet reality-feels is written unconcealed
as is somehow required...

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And may you be not drunk with wine
But filled with the spirit as God divined

As humans we've all have had a little drink or two
That's not a bad thing as long as you don't overdo
In Ephesians 5:18 from what I understand 
It's a word of...

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Intoxication with past life – an ache
and something yet unknown
that weakens my once humble bones...

Now structures fold in aspirations.
Am I your dream? Awake or false?
Who's knitted warm and fearless skin,
without a freckle left within?
Without remembrance, without sores
so pale and transparent I lie...
Transform till one of...

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It's in your body.
Now it's too late
To take it back because
Of your mistake. Don't
Xaggerate!
It's because you drank.
Car accidents are deadly, especially when you
Are drunk!
This is why you don't drink 
In a car while you're driving.
Oh no! The result is a crash.
Now it's too late to...

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It doesn’t matter if I ruined myself from intoxication, 
even for a moment, as long as I can get drunk from 
the wine named arrogance.

Although arrogance is the robe so colorful 
that it blinds ordinary man accustomed only to a quiet color 
and it’s conspicuous...

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Sometimes I think
I would love you more
if I was still drinking.
And then I decipher the code:
I would love you more
if I still loved myself less....

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Nature nurtures blooms and blushes
With redbirds, bluebonnets, and bulrushes
And peacock-curtained cirrus evening skies;
That unveil a Milky seine before our eyes,
Alluring our awed admiration
With magnetic, majestic fascination;
Easily eliciting an emancipation
To unparalleled faux freedom;
Fostering fleet-flying feelings;
Sending stunned senses soaring
Inevitably inducing intoxication
Which connects our inebriated emotions
That persuade our...

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