Connoisseur
I do not wish to drink of you with greedy lips
My desire is for you to linger on my palette
As your heady aroma fills my nostrils
I will taste of your complexities
Marvelling at the colours of your essence
I do not not wish to be intoxicated
For I desire to make this pleasure last
Within my mouth a symphony
The interplay of the seasons of your soul
I taste the winter, spring and summer of our waiting
Until this moment of falls bounty
Through the patience of knowing
I now experience all of your seasons.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015
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