Vintage

Love is like fine wine when it is aged to perfection

 

 

 

Vintage

By jack

 

Careful placed imagination

Sips the fruit of future wine

The vintage of a grand reunion

Comes to both of us in time

 

Patience served is cold in nature

Long awaited happiness

Chilled until it meets perfection

Sealed with but a single kiss

 

Neath a vase of salmon roses

Fragrance comes a wondrous pair

Every slice a form delicious

Pour these dreams we both do share

 

Labeled as a kind illusion

Offering the spirits glow

Take your time and savor slowly

As our love indeed does show

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[s y e]

Jack, this was amazing. Absolutely amazing! You blow me away with each write, you send to me! WOW!

"Chilled until it meets perfection
Sealed with but a single kiss"

Loved these lines, the picture is gorgeous as well!

[Jack...]

Thank you my friend, always I appreciate your kind words.

[TL Boehm]

take your time and savor slowly. Good advice in wine and in love. I love the line "every slice a form delicious"
Well done!

[Jack...]

thanks you so very much

[quinfinn]

you know, it is a common malady among romantics, this blissful agony of waiting to taste that wine sublime...and yet, should we be patient , it will be a vintage for the ages, and savor we must..that delightful grape, that intimate bouquet...for it will be a lasting and delicious flavor. yes, jack, we must be patient but to tarry too long will make that wine too elusive and perhaps sour the flavor. this, my friend, is a beautiful poem worthy of placing among your prime stock!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. Now where did I put my cork screw?

[quinfinn]

well, just promise me that when you open that bottle and taste its fruit you won't come out of your mouth with something as tasteless as "not bad"

[gabrielle]

A love that has withstood the test of time is indeed like a seasoned wine. Wonderfully written!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your kind words.

[LA Lorena]

your rhymes are seemingly effortless Jack, and every word just flows in perfect cadence. A poem needs to roll off the lips and tongue as a song of the heart, spirit and mind. perfection! I like this very much.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Lorena, I am happy you enjoyed it.

[Firestone Feinberg]

A beautiful offering. I love the analogy, the meter, and the (not too long) form. --David

[Jack...]

Thanks you sir, I appreciate your kind words.