you fell on my plate
all lines of restraints
turning the sun
into dark moon of dust
wild pulse on my white palette
dark plum, blackberries and spice
heady spell of purple and black
on my tongue.
the wine tour guide was right
you made dining
heady and sensational delight.
Posted for The Mag 102 ~ hosted by Tess Kincaid
Shared with Jingle Poetry at The Gooseberry Garden
I just came back from wine tasting tour along Niagara On the Lake, Canada. Definitely worth going back.
Picture credit: Red Spot II, Wallisy Kandinsky