The bottle on the table is tempting 
my hand reaches out to caress it
pretty designed clear bottle
tempting me once again
full of that delicious, cool liquid
As I caress it, I jerk back, 
I remember that good taste
I have the desire to taste it 
not just once...or twice
several times.
I had a little issue,
some time ago...
no need to go there now,
Just Memories
retracing my mind, of what was.
Now a conqueror 
healed, nothing should
take me to that back road again.
memories of feeling, a little tipsy,
Hurt myself, long ago.
forget all the Parties, 
time to leave
Temptation following me
should have left at first site.
weak again
can't be left alone
messed up.
Temptation is the 
Root of Evil..
leave that bottle 
Alone
Ain't that  
just a...
leave that taste alone, sugar!