Dinner's Delight
I drank of your beauty
Sweet and velvety smooth
Your substance makes me tingle inside
Down to my very finger tips
You sparkle in the light
I caress, and you bubble in delight
You make me carefree
Down to the depth of my soul
Appearing red , full of passion
Or pale, as cool as a crystal stream
You make me happy
As I delve into your sweetness
You come to me each evening
To warm my heart
And together we will dine
With you, my fine bottle of wine.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2008
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