Fine As Wine
You swirl it around in your glass
Then sip it slow and let flavors rest
It’s not meant to be rushed
But savored so you get its best
Let it breathe and smell its aroma
See it’s color rich and full
Tap your glasses in united rapture
Feel the allure of its sensual pull
Share the smoothness of its smile
Its glimmer like a twinkle in the eye
Laughter rises as spirits soar
Consumption brings a gentle sigh
So go ahead and pop the cork
Pour up glasses of frolic and fun
There’s more to these aromatic lines
Than just grapes growing in the sun
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Author:
MDStone (
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Comments1
a mouth watering read
lol
thank you, dear Poet
(a bottle or a glass
how much of our heart
do we dare to pour out
sound out, that hurt
coax those bruises into
entrusting in hope
once more...)
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