The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Champagne Original

You invited me in 
discreetly laughing at moi
you gave me words
but no champagne
blindfolded I feel behind
I tasted your marmalade peel 
then you played sister moonshine
you sweetly sang hymns 
i was a courtesan in your bewitching court 
you quoted nonchalance 
and blew out the candles playing Hallelujah
 I was a stranger in your room
 falling down in your memory
 Love and needlessness need no confession
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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