You stretched yourself across my chest
Braced against the bed
Your hand pressed firm into my flesh
The bottle in your grasp

Back lit, the bourbon glows like fire
Its odor like a drug
You tip your head back
Bare your throat
And swallow down a slug

Eyes intense upon me
Your liquor on my lips 
Shining; burning; haunting
Fluid aching shifts

Tongue tracing with intoxicant
Bite that leaves its sting
Awaken what was lost to us
Cast off our troubled mien

Outside the night is needle cold
Starless, bleak and still
A stony hull enshrouding 
Our secret lucent thrills.