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Wine.
A Poem about white wine, or is it?
Wine.
Together on the sofa, sipping our wine
Forgetting problems if only for short.
Ignoring the movie, dull and faint.
Almost feeling happy, this moment is mine.
Sour the moist, but a sweet enough to drink.
A slight burn in the throat, pain that soothes
That calms and comforts, releases me.
It’s cold sense with your warmth makes me think.
Think about my life, but this quickly clears.
As salt dries my mouth, take another sip.
This cheap liquor, feels like a blessing.
Soothing my mind, releasing it from fears.
My mind slows down, intoxicated mildly
Muscles relax, I drift away, ease.
The screen is out of mind, I feel glad.
Slowly sinking away, feeling free.
You’re still sitting near, nipping your glass.
The person I’ve known all my life.
Not knowing my problems, safe.
But tonight I let the problems pass.
It was never about the sour-sweet wine.
It was about joy, about feeling warmth.
Feeling safe, allowing me to be kind.
Wishing this moment never passed, so fine.
Legion.
Legion edited this post 1 month, 1 week ago. Read the previous text »
Poem: Wine.
A Poem about white wine, or is it?
Wine.
Together on the sofa, sipping our wine
Forgetting problems if only for short.
Ignoring the movie, dull and faint.
Almost feeling happy, this moment is mine.
Sour the moist, but a sweet enough to drink.
A slight burn in the throat, pain that soothes
That calms and comforts, releases me.
It’s cold sense with your warmth makes me think.
Think about my life, but this quickly clears.
As salt dries my mouth, take another sip.
This cheap liquor, feels like a blessing.
Soothing my mind, releasing it from fears.
My mind slows down, intoxicated mildly
Muscles relax, I drift away, ease.
The screen is out of mind, I feel glad.
Slowly sinking away, feeling free.
You’re still sitting near, nipping your glass.
The person I’ve known all my life.
Not knowing my problems, safe.
But tonight I let the problems pass.
It was never about the sour-sweet wine.
It was about joy, about feeling warmth.
Feeling safe, allowing me to be kind.
Wishing this moment never passed, so fine.
Legion.
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Legion edited this post 1 month, 1 week ago. Read the previous text »
Poem: Wine.
A Poem about white wine, or is it?
Wine.
Together on the sofa, sipping our wine
Forgetting problems if only for short.
Ignoring the movie, dull and faint.
Almost feeling happy, this moment is mine.
Sour the moist, but sweet enough to drink.
A slight burn in the throat, pain that soothes
That calms and comforts, releases me.
It’s cold sense with your warmth makes me think.
Think about my life, but this quickly clears.
As salt dries my mouth, take another sip.
This cheap liquor, feels like a blessing.
Soothing my mind, releasing it from fears.
My mind slows down, intoxicated mildly
Muscles relax, I drift away, ease.
The screen is out of mind, I feel glad.
Slowly sinking away, feeling free.
You’re still sitting near, nipping your glass.
The person I’ve known all my life.
Not knowing my problems, safe.
But tonight I let the problems pass.
It was never about the sour-sweet wine.
It was about joy, about feeling warmth.
Feeling safe, allowing me to be kind.
Wishing this moment never passed, so fine.
Legion.
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