Fresh WineA Poem by MilesI found another Close in color Drabbed in vines Raspberry mine A great spiel On the brink of drinks A toast to the composers But we are yet to invest Neither knows What the other may say Suggestions drawing closer To the requited desire Time will break the ice Rip the Test Fire the Judges And savor the flavour Of such eloquent wine The journey will be swift Passionate and fantastic The memory will seal And the bottle Laid to the rack
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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