Wine and NectarA Poem by dadist poeticDrops of wine dripping on petals of roses so red slipping down the throat of a dying bottle sliding from it's lips the sourness of wine on the sweetness of nectar merging gracefully reviving lost colors awakening neglected scents the air thickens with warmth as it holds their intoxicating breaths the bottle let goes of it's last drop wine and nectar they thought it forever lasts and never ends
16.10.2012 © 2013 dadist poetic |
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