Word Drunk/ Honey-wine

Every word,i almost do,

But never say to you 
Lingers on the tip of my tongue 
Sweet like honey 
And I cherish the test 
For days and months 
Until it ferments to honeywine 
And forces it's self down my throat 
To only Leave my head spinning and my heart nostalgic 
Crazy 
drunk
Doing all the wrong things.