Sunday, July 17, 2011

drinking wine

it's 3am and i am
watching a movie
about a lonely old man who found love
too late.  i notice that my throat is parched
dry.  i am flooded with the desire to fall in
love, like him.  i get up to pour myself a drink.
the wine is crisp and bright and smells
good.  it tastes like the days i want to spend with you.
i pour myself another glass, i pretend
that i am pouring liquid love
and drink it like i drink you.

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