If you hold a glass close enough to your senses you can smell the sweetness of chocolate and berries. Causing a great anticipation of the moment it touches your lips and glides into your mouth. The saliva buds become active with the thought of this heavenly taste within your mouth.

Wine carries with it many precious celebratory memories of life season's gone by. It hold hopes and dreams of a plentiful happy future. It has an ability to make romance a bit more sensual and sex a bit more intense. It quenches the thirst of the body and of the soul in a way that no other drink can.

With all this joy comes great sadness in a glass of wine. As with anything in life, there must be balance of the two.

Wine has a mood of it's own. It stares at you in times of pain as you look down into your glass and laughs as we settle into those sweet memories that seem so distant a thing. In these moments we may find our senses grabbing hold of its bitter side. Feeling instead of warmth from it presence,  fire in the chest. As if we were holding a dragon captive in the tower of our body.

It is in these times that wine can cause tear drops to form from our eyes and our heart to pound to the beats of a sadder drum. We may find ourselves pouring one to many glasses or skipping on the glass entirely and just sitting on the porch, bottle in hand. The rain must come down in life, in order for new grass to grow and flowers to bloom. It is as perfect poetry as the wine itself. The perfect balance of sweet and bitter!