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She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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November 9, 2016 at 5:33 AM
Excellent, excellent, and such wonderful imagery in every respect Paloma! I prefer a Bordeaux man myself :)
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November 8, 2016 at 2:12 PM
I agree w/Andrea. Excellent poem, Paloma. The contrasting personalities shown through metaphor is very original and compelling. Your standards remain very high, lady. No inferior quality passes through your pen. Love you always. RW
Dietrich Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 3:59 PM
wow, I love this metaphor for two very different people. It would be hard to find such lovely imagery for me and hubbie. Surely not two peas in a pod!
Smith Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 11:49 AM
A very nice blend Paloma.
Onclaud Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 11:40 AM
bubbly flavors of malt and all; high-spirited with no hangovers, hopefully, P.. huggs
Gupta Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 8:22 AM
Wonderful images ... Nice poetry out of 'blending their drunken demeanors' ...
Sands Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 7:29 AM
Great one Paloma! :)
Turner Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 7:20 AM
"rowdy after hours" sounds familiar. A really fun read, Paloma:)
Capitano Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 7:12 AM
Intoxicating, Paloma, like the beauty that flows from your pen...I want another drink.
Green Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 6:40 AM
They sound perfect together, opposites attract they say. I'm a beer guy and like Victor below, my stomach has paid the price, though I'm not ready to give it up just yet. But, I'll never turn down a nice, smooth, wonderful glass or two of an amazing vintage either. :) Loved this one Paloma. You talent is the perfect vintage for me.
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