She is a subtle Mistress.
She tries to catch you young, she doesn’t push, she flirts with you and you flirt back. You think that you can control her, but she knows better, she bides her time.
Some remain unmoved, some are totally in her thrall, but for most she is content to wait and use her wiles to ensnare you.
She knows that you cannot resist her charms, she soothes and reassures you, you turn to her unthinking. She’s always there when needed.
She knows your weaknesses and slowly she seduces you, until one day you’re lost, you cannot live without her, she has you in her grip.
My Mistress is mainly red wine and whisky, occasionally gin or vodka.
She is demanding, too demanding. There hasn’t been a single day that I can remember when I didn’t turn to her for comfort, often too much comfort.
She and I need a little break from each other.
Perhaps I’ll try tomorrow.
“I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.” Shelley