THE GLOBE OF MY THOUGHTS

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JOURNAL # 41

though I don't drink
still your eyes
remind me
of amber wine
tumbling
in a crystal glass
so warm, sparkling
and inviting
how so sweetly my pallet
leans in, just so
to take a tender sip
of that fiery brew
you are for me
pure intoxication
through and through
harnessed mesmerization
the epitome of any
possible downfall
'The Globe Of My Thoughts'
turns ever faster..............
(Jan. 6, 2012 415am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

was comparing a man's eyes a woman would be in love with to wine.

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patriciajj's picture

A stunning expression woven

A stunning expression woven from a brilliant metaphor. Awesome.

palewingedpoetess's picture

Smiles........

How so graciously you honor me with such comment. Truly lovely to read thanks, Sincerely, Melissa