We came from different worlds,
yet I walked on up to the doorstep,
to her smile in the kitchen,
felt her arms reach out to hold me...
We just sat, at ease, for a while,
there was no pressing hurry,
only promise and time,
she, with her bottle of brandy,
me with my bottle of heart;
she offered me hers,
I then offered her mine.
we sipped...
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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A sweet and tender sharing, and the brandy burns with a blue flame....


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I like this. Gentle and soft. Use caution when letting others sip from your vessel...there are those who tend to overindulge.


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thank you, oh ancient wise man
(yes, they were all probably women...!
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