Sipping Cider With My Sweet Heart
SIPPING CIDER WITH MY SWEET HEART
Our first date: Let us celebrate
sipping cider from same goblet.
Every wobbling we are to sweep.
CHEERS! Together we start to sip.
Sweet Heart! Sip hard cider not sweet.
Meet the challenge, not to quit.
Feel tipsy, feel drowsy, feel nice.
Taste pleasant putting cube of ice.
In your charming eyes I have seen
dreamy dew to float and glisten.
Now to listen ‘I love you! Dear.’
“Come closer, don’t feel shy, no fear.”
Emotive urge on verge to splay.
Pearly passion praying for play.
Desires oozing with cider.
To you Dear, let me surrender.
11/19/18
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2018
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