Red Wine
Your hair whispers to me things of the divine
And I take it in like delicious red wine
Drunk on your many wonders and smells
And in my head they come and spell
Your breath speaks of rhythms and rhymes
Of harmonies that spin, dance and slide
The colours from your heart and mind
Are rainbow and beautiful and alive
Of the many colours and sides
I taste each one and they send me away
Beautiful creature, beautiful moon
You’re a dream I drink like red wine.
By dissolvedlines
© 2008 dissolvedlines
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