Getting drunk in the dark

If you can drink my wineDrink till the endTill there's nothing on the bottomTaste of roses,Dried plumsAnd fresh mintTake a sipHold your breathFirst one smallerDive in deeper with each nextLick your lipsFeel tart aftertasteOne more timeLet the flow of red merge with bloodHot like hearts of plums lying under sunPreparing themselves for being absorbed by the gentle featuresof your dark blue eyesLooking at meFrom your heightMaking my head go roundTouching my soul with your voiceSo drink my wine till the bottomBlur my boundariesAnd let me taste a single glass of CabernetAnd moreAnd moreAnd more of you