Red Wine

Red Wine

It taste so sweet
The glass is perfectly shape
You cannot resist its bittersweet
The bright red its shade

I shared a glass with you
A glass with red wine
On the soft bed with you
Your lips is all over mine like vine

The nwe kiss and kiss
I imagine your lovely face
Isn't it bliss?
You lean over me to me without gaze

The love overflows
Like the glass spilling with wine
As your body moves over so close
Lean over your bare chest in twine

After tonight
Will you remember and love me
Every kiss from your sweet lips all night
Feels like a feeling this is meanty to be

On the bed you're like breathless
You drink a glass of red wine
Fir it takes emotion or emptiness
Taste it, the the lush of red wine.
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Its been a long time since my last post... I think it was last March or February of this year... -whew- what a long time! Well, I got busy with my school projects and my pc broke down so I dont' have time to update. Anyway, since my last post is way months ago... here's my new post of poem, which I wrote in March 24, 2000 with a time at 6:30p.m. (wow very detailed! - actually it was really written in my original journal of poems that I wrote, maybe because to remeberwhat time I wrote it). I dont't really know why wrote about red wine... maybe I just got fancy of it and associated it with romance. Actually, I had imaginations associated with red wine as a tool for sensual or even a sexual feeling. I admit that some of my lines need polishing, but what I post here is the poem I wrote as it is. The poem was a bit sensual and has sex innuendos in its content. Enjoy reading!