Red Wine Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

Red Wine



Who would have known better!
A couple of more glasses
Of red wine
Making me powerless like falling leaves
On a windy winter afternoon

The things that seemed to be nearer
Got very far
The things that seemed to be far
Got nearer

My senses collapsed and my logic
Melted foolishness
My desires intoxicated my mind

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