You Are The Wine
In My Cup
On Which My Heart
Has Drunk
Pour Me 100%
Proof Love
I Can’t Get Enough
I Yearn Your Mouth’s
Sweet Desire
Like Warm Honey
Atop Candle Fire
Each Drop
A Flame’s Choir
On Passion’s Pyre
Soul Is Singing
As I’m Drinking
As Your Body
Keeps On Bringing
Everything
I’m Dreaming
About Life Being …
You Are The Wine
In My Cup
My Senses Swirling
As Lips Touch
My Pulse Pounding
As I Drink You Up
… and Up
You Are The Wine
In My Cup
Aged Grapes Of
Nectar Syrup
Like A Grand-Prize
Wine Of France
In Europe
Exquisite Taste
Helped Sculpt
Each Cluster
That I Plucked
Fully Savoring
The Flow’s Rush
Do Not Disrupt
Just Tip Your Tongue
Like A Font
Be Generous
Let Me Gulp …
This … Fine … Wine
Such Sublime Stuff
In My Cup …
Written & ©: 10/15/10
By: MoonBee
MoonBee Canady
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