Wednesday, May 28, 2014

A Taste of Wine

A taste of wine to oft remind
on crimson lips to flush
warming still as time reveals
that old familiar rush
Burn to taste and yet with haste
the glass to pass again
from fingertips to stinging lips
I trace just where they've been
Seconds slow on fire although
these flames remain with time
fingertips on crimson lips
with wine to oft remind