Poem: Tipsy Love

First edit of a poem. And maybe the last.

I only call you when I'm tipsy
Does that mean I'm tipsy over you
Or just a drunken fool
My words have turned into slurred words
Just to prove to you I'm versatile
I can do normal
And falling over you
It's better than falling in love with you
Your so far away I can't tell the difference
But all I know is I want you close
Even though there is an age gap
Between my heart and your heart
But we share the same soul
So lets share a whisky kiss
Over blues jazz bliss
And continue dancing even when the music stops
Into our bedrooms where our clothes come off
I wish you were as into me as I am into you
That way this wouldn't have to be just a dream
But you and me in reality