Sunday, December 13, 2009

i am ambrosial

i heard a secret today
in that carafe we filled with wine
afterwards
my words
were colored garnet
but they sounded so beautiful

i whispered them in your ear
so you could see their hue

it was
rosemary tinted with rosé
it was
straw colored honey hinted with lemon

we were ambrosial
we were intoxicated with ourselves

you were snow covered and
blushing pink

i was endowed
with a gold framed silhouette

confident my warmth would suffice

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