I have sipped and savored
The wine
That is her lips
Port, none more palate sating
To be found bottled
Nor brewing and aging
In any vintners stock
I gazed into the black holes
Those that are the eyes of her
They seduced me
Helpless I fell into the abyss
From the lure of her
I was without defense
My soul in full flight
In the din
Of this hushed night
She sheared from my pate
Every strand of golden hair
Long and flowing
From then
I did not know
I was even there
To resist
I did not care
Wine give me head aches..guess woman do too...lol!!
Love Tinka
Ron
A Lovely Write Of Woman Gracing Your Pen
With All Her Alluring Prowess!
Embrasse'
Vickie
Janice
Splendid writing..
Ron