Violent beverage

I am a match, ignited by the sun.

I am a tasteful beverage soured by the time.

Red like fire that gives and takes.

Desire and pain mingle.

I am a vibrant maroon, fierce in its dullness.

I am deep like crimson, true in its boldness.

A two faced tale of both greatness and unwholesomeness.

Complex vessel, where sanity is scarce,

Cordovan is the shade of my heart,

in emptiness, my mind glares,

This is the center of me.

What wires me, the fear, the lust.

What feeds of me, the angst, the rush.

Red Wine; what I vowed to be.