The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Of Wine and Wonders

It takes
but a moment 
for me to pour and stir
your flavors, gazing
in feverish anticipation

Your colors sparkle 
unrequited, bubbling and 
bumping, triggering
countless sensations  

Your fine strong taste
commands
undivided attention, inebriating
my senses and weakening
my knees 

Your sounds 
hypnotize
my thoughts, leaving me
unable to 
move and speak

Every time 
you 
have me excited
giddy, hopeful and 
alive at my best

Before 
you 
I had never known the wonders of 
not being
fully
in control
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dietrich Avatar
September 24, 2011 at 10:12 PM
this is wonderful to read, Rosanna. I love the ending on it, "the wonders of not being fully in control" which is a great feeling!
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