Refreshing Grape Juice - Poem by Desert Life
Sweet refreshing grape juice,
That I never miss in Empire Restaurant.
Slowly I took my sips,
thus removing the thirst of life.
In between those little shiny ice cubes,
I gently stirred the remaining purple juice,
And just like before,
flashes of memories shared appeared,
in this very same place,
Of sweetness passed,
That stays forever fresh.
Hmmm… Sir, may I have another grape juice please!
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