I have filled my crystal chalice
With the rarest of vintage wines,
I have held it up against the sunlight
And marveled, as I beheld its true beauty,
I have slowly savored its sweetness
Until I was drunk with pleasure,
I have held the empty glass
And remembered its bouquet,
Such is love.
Ron
appreciation of that most
Important ingredient in the world…
L O V E…
Absolutely charming poem…
Diana…🍃
You have such a great way to deliver your poetry to your readers. Always so beautiful!!!
Sandie