With every touch,
With every sip,
I am intoxicated by this fluid.

Staring in your eyes as you speak,
Words so soothing to the ears,
A bite I take,
Of my lips 'a blur.

Scanning I see,
beyond the physical,
Beauty that one cannot fathom.

A colour burst as you smile,
It has done it for me,
You have drawn me to your soul,
Scent already marked,
There is no turning back.

I have found that which I seek,
Unforseen all these years,
The end of a journey's quest.
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