A Bottle of Red
Slipping down inside a crystal chandelier
red rouge cheeks running on through
breathe as visions settle in my mind
you're just a little bit of nutty
with an apricot perfume
quite exceptional I do say
a kindred spirit bouquet
Teasing along the tip of my palate
caramel gaze of grandeur glows
as you kiss my parched lips away
partaking a perfect compliment
in every simple way
sparkles spill in anticipation
topping off a pleasant kind of day
lordy
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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