A Tempting Sip

Here, taste me.
I will warm you,
intoxicate and relax you,
making you lose inhibitions
that suffocate your promiscuity.

Here, taste me.
I'm always there
chilling with sweetness,
anticipating our next encounter
when you feel the need for comfort.

Here, taste me.
I've sat long enough
aging to satisfy your lips,
enticing your intemperate addiction
that enslaves you to my fermentation.

Here, taste me.
Just one tiny sip
and I'll release your troubles
into a state of oblivious wonder,
alluring you to pour, just one more glass.