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pinot noir

a wandering word, a lingering eye;
you give me the wander-lust
as we drive through California vineyards, sip
wine beneath sunsets

see, swirl, sniff, sip, savor
you say

but I can think only of
you, the way your finger rests
on my wrist, and the
feeling of your smile on mine

amidst bottles of leftover wine.

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  • Luna Tique Fringe
    July 29, 2008

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    I love the last of this, my opinion...I think it could stand alone.

    I can think only of
    you, the way your finger rests
    on my wrist, and the
    feeling of your smile on mine

    amidst bottles of leftover wine.


    Thank you for entering.


  • Kazytc
    July 21, 2008

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    Wow so artistic!

    This is so lovely and flowery and such an enchanting piece that dances nicely into the mind of the reader savpouring every bit of this poetic mastery.
    How very lovely.
    Well done fab work!
    Poetic Hugs,
    Kaz.
    Kazytc xx