Swilling words like wine

Lissom lexicon lounges, lovely,
Loverly, lithe, languid and langorous,
Leaving a flavor spicy like
Leaping, lambent liquor;
Lime spiked with pepper
Popping, prickling, promenading,
Pippish, rolling, riotous, rambunctious:
Rambutan rambling down, swilling around
Redly, rawly, rightly, rippingly
Pleasing trembling tastebuds
Hungry for the meaning of words.

Quiescent, quibbling, quotidian:
Querulous questing for quasi-orgiastic
Release from silence,
I burst out, bubbling but for the
Breaths taken to quell this burning
Upon a tongue touched and tickled,
Brimming with a sweet moonshine brew
Besting sensibility, propriety and the apropos
With a sensimilla smorgrasbord of intoxicant song.

Notably naked, nominally normal,
Nubile nuggets natter about, naughty,
Haughty, hungry, nicking me nicely but
Not necking too fervently in the shadows,
Sinuous, sensuous, sliding, slinking
Sinking into the static cling of a kiss:

Disrupting, disengaging, dampening and
Dogging the mind to discourse.

White whales of thought,
Silvered sharks of stories,
Petulant pout of poems.
Effervescent ease of essays,
Rollicking ratatat of reports
Ricocheting echoes inside
A skull so sumputously full
Of verbiage, lush, untrimmed,
Untrammeled beneath a thick
Stream of consciousness
Copping a feel for the real,
Groping, grappling, grabbing
Disjointed, double-jointed,
Doubling the entedré of entendu
Until I am drunk on the bliss:

The words fall in a cascade
Of glossolalia and it will
Make sense someday
After my inebriation
With the verbathon
Wears off and leaves
This weary wanderer
Wasted on words and
Unrepentant in the ubiquity
Of understanding and confusion
Pretzel-like and immutable,
The inseprarable opposites
That surprise the palate
With flavors unlikely,
Undiscovered, unforgettably
The taste of Mr. Webster
Going down, oh, going down
Where words go
When they are swallowed.