The treasure nectar touches my lips; it burns on the way down. The bittersweet taste lingers in my mouth as my body anticipates its effect. I have stolen heaven from the lips of god and my body knows the wonders of the world; I feel life. I lust for every moment; I earnestly wish I could feel this corporal feeling every moment of my waking life. If for a time I miss this, I shall make up for it ten-fold upon the first chance. I know the power of this medicine and I know how it affects me; I feel it. It warms my entire being and it touches my every nerve, it has the most wondrous effect upon my entire thinking, and deepens my very resolve. I take more into me, hoping to enhance this effect, the quandary occurs that if I take too much I will loose touch with the feeling, but too little and I will remain bitter.

 

X?

 

HAHA, that is EXACTLY what i was thinking,

 

so that's what that stuff feels like?

 

No its not about x heh. I'm sure that could be analogous to the feeling I was experiencing though.

 

Whiskey?

 

gin was at the time but it wasnt about any one genre so it does apply to that fine beverage also