Wine
Deep red, slow, and clear.
With enough concentration, you
see what you feel in the
deep red, slow, clear wine.
Gently fall from glass to wine.
Like how skin grasps to skin. You
feel people and their eyes
gently fall from glass to wine.
With a sip, you finish.
Go take another plunge. Love is
in your hair, eyes and breath when you
take a sip, you finish.
It’s slow, it’s deep, it’s beautiful.
Wine is on your lips. And you’re
happy. Because the world is, for now,
slow, deep, beautiful.
I love wine and the memories that goes along with it. Not with beer or shots of tequila but with wine. Deep, slow, warm, wine.
