You Are the Whiskey

Your eyes were like whiskey staring at me
like a sharp blow of bitter sensation.
Your presence had me far too hazy to see
Painted my face of awe - a creation.
I enjoyed the taste that you had on me
So sharp, strong: How you were my fixation.
Your blue eyes gazed at me; made me dizzy
You are my whiskey, the my temptation.
How dangerous this is to feel tipsy.
Watch this turn to a manifestation
Manifestation of feeling clingy.
You are the whiskey, the my temptation.
This crush is too strong, and getting too tricky.
You are my strong, seductive whiskey.