With every glass of wine
I’ve tried to reach The One:
The one, who shook my world,
Who stole my heart…
Whose touch was fresh and genuine.
In every glass of wine
I have tried to see The One,
And tried to bury this pain of mine.
But once the taste of bitterness was gone,
My past was drowned in the wine…
In the glass of wine I saw his face,
His charm and charisma magnified ten times
My heart was shrinking in the wine.
I was so helpless, completely numb,
Electric shock rushed through my palms.
And suddenly I wished to grow like a tall grapevine,
To be all over him, to hug him and wrap my legs, my arms
Around his waist and his gracious spine,
I didn’t care if I had to twist and stretch myself
As long as I can be with him and
Be sweetly intertwined…
To have him taste the perfect wine
From my thirsty lips,
To enjoy delicious red grapes
From the virgin vine: full of love and sunshine.
Copyright © 2009 By Ankin Timourian