En Vino Veritas
i have been reading the contents
via, printed correspondence
for some time now
and so it was only natural
there’d be a moment
i’d pour, to
sip the promise
when switching from merlot to zinfandel
a tipped glass need not be
shattered into shards
time only knows if; when
the chance will come to
escape to your serenity
and charming ways
visit for an eternity; or
just a few days
so until then;
let us drink a toast
to a marrying of such
savory flavors
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