My Merlot Transformation
One glass of Merlot makes my innards tingle
Dry wine has a way of making me romantic
Two glasses blur my vision, but I'm eager to mingle
Half a carafe finds my language less than pedantic
No misinterpretation, dwell not on meanings semantic
*Entry for Francine’s “Pick a Beverage, Any Beverage” contest
October 23, 2011 by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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