Winelight

The glass of wine drinks a murmur of light, dusts tablecloth with a reflected blush, a glow of cerise on a linen face. Garnet slowly seeps from the crisp white face as you sip wine brushed with a swirl of light. Across your cheeks unfurls a furtive blush. Your lush lashes fan the flame of your blush, pull a veil vermillion over your face, touch your neckline with a faint rouge of light, and hushed light swoons from the blush on your face.

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Susan Ashley

Date: 12/9/2017 11:55:00 AM

Bernard, gorgeous poetic lines filled with breathtaking and exquisite imagery. Such a beautiful and intimate write and I adore your spectacular title as well. Superb poetry my friend!

Bernard Chan
Date: 12/9/2017 7:22:00 PM

Nothing like a good glass of wine to get one waxing poetic . . . the thought of having a good glass of wine anyway, as alcohol shuts down my brain, so I usually can't write a word after a night out :) Thank you, Susan! :)