Our love is like wine.
Grapes of time, from the vine.
Our heart's crushed within.
Nectar flavor, was our sin.
All through life we sip.
To a small kiss of the lip.
Our home, a flask to contain.
Wayward sorrows, even our pains.
Our time is short to enjoy love.
Life fleets, like clouds above.
5/5/09 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
‘Nectar flavor, was our sin….’ But why? Love is nectar to be sipped with open flood gate of joy. Nice with a but [ vide supra]. dr. sakti
Our love is like wine. Grapes of time, from the vine. ------ lovely description of love, nice simile penned....
true..we are crushed to make this bitter sweet wine..lovely
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I would like to translate this poem
Was it forbidden love? Is that why it was 'sin'? I must read lots of your poems to learn mre about phrasing. Very well written and enjoyable