A Sip Or Two?

Poem By alex haywood

I kissed my wine
the cool liquid on my lips
such a contrast to hers
yet the taste
complicated, full of promise
the same in many ways
I closed my eyes
the possibilities filling my senses
my tongue wants another taste
my greed to blame
yet I've learned by now
no two sips are the same

Comments about A Sip Or Two?

This one has a bit of philosophy mixed with a drink. Is it not ever so? GW62
A thought provoking poem, very well constructed and a very nice read indeed. Well done. Enjoyed it. Love Ernestine XXX


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