My Love Is A Red Wine Poem by Melanie Emikohe

My Love Is A Red Wine

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My love is a red wine,
preserved its taste
by years - to spare -
for such exclusive lips.

Finally, you swallowed.
Astounded, questioning
such silly patience -
My love become shy.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Foster Blaine 22 September 2006

Excellent metaphor. Concise yet dense. Most of the love I've tasted has been more like vinegar-LOL foster

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Tatianna Rei Moonshadow 17 September 2006

Beautiful poem my dear, exquisite as the win you speak of

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Brian Dorn 17 September 2006

An intoxicating write, Melanie... well done! Brian

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