Drink And Taste Poem by Edwina Reizer

Drink to me and with your eyes
look at the drink and sympathize
that I somehow cannot drink.
So I will watch and I will think
'He drinks for me
and enjoys the wine.
I'll think of him
and know he's mine.'

Drink once more and with your tongue
remember the taste when we were young,
the taste of honey and all things sweet
upon our lips when they did meet.
He drinks for me
and enjoys the taste.
I think of him
as his lips were placed
on mine.