Best White Wine Poems

At a table in a garden, on a soft, sweet, summer's night
Two friends are sitting talking by the moon's reflected light.
On the table in the garden there are glasses but no drink
And the friends are sitting talking, but they often stop to think.
The topics that...

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I wrap myself 
in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams
sinuous pinot-grigio-me; 
X-rated and never sated
dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated
...my floorshow our foreplay

welcome to the conjugal jungle 
of not-so-rusted lust
sixty-something-shapely...
25th anniversary groom croons naughty thoughts;
“you could make a young stud sizzle
if you cougar-purred and preened..
half-your-age ‘prey’...

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Red wine,white wine
not sure if I love any one,
this  I'll live up to  you
to find it out.
so, 
while I am waiting for a glass of wine,
will you,
let me know
what's the verdict now.
Red wine or white 
what is difference
I will end dronk
with out falling...

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View  of  village  hillside houses sunset
Curving  road  Small villa  by the seaside
Spanish architect bulls heads at entrance
Velvet voice  perfumed skin  prettiest laugh
Walnuts cherries stone fruits of the season
Soft melody apple tarts beautiful wild honey
Hunting season for smelly...

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White Wine Emparado Sun Shine ( 2007 )

The frosted glass
Trickles in the shade
Little rivulet’s marking times smiling
Hazy cool sips
Of the second bottle
Shared with talk and laughter
While Costa Del Blanca heat
Bakes the dust devils
Dancing at the seas edge

Shared bread of the day
Tuna olives and jalapenos
Spell their...

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We smooched around the floor
Her body pressed tight to mine
I was high on stout and scotch
She on gin and sweet white wine
And we swayed around that room
In a world all of our very own
Engrossed each with the other
Part of a crowd but really all alone
In...

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Soft the glow in her candlelit night; sublime
As stepping from the midnight shower; She..
Covering my heart her warmth; love's kisses....

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Dry White Wine
David J Walker

Fluent in the
Subliminal thoughts 
of black & white

The Monuments  
Mark note of what is
Wrong and what is right 

And what one thought 
must be forgot 
in a different time

and recalled only if at all 
In repentance  of
old age and...

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