Beads of sweat on bottled wine. Taste divine; this goddess form Twirled in satin and leaf gold Curved to hold a broken norm
Her Name is Champagne
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Plea to the Winemaker’s Daughter
To express my love concisely would be speaking imprecisely. A pleasing design my full bodied wine. So, divine? Entice me! Should you try resisting advance and take no other amorous chance, I'll fall to my knees and scream to the breeze all my pleas for your glance
Shiraz
Against the cool of your skin Is the beckoning of touch, Ringing crystalline droplets Glistening trails on curves That plead for caresses. Anticipatory surface tension Tested against lingering traces Until ever so slightly vibrating In a sweet longing response. Suspense is broken by desire For a full bodied, sweet taste. Thirstily savouring the flavour, Sun kissed, warmed in hand And held in a divine vessel
The Poet Armistead 