Forlorn …

Clasp me tight
And set me free.
Hug me once
And let me go.
I am the wine kept open
And forgotten overnight .
The aroma be yours
Inebriated be you
Even when I will be gone beyond the oblivion….

Would you drink me tonight ??

1 thought on “Forlorn …”

  1. Such sweet words to move the mountains and melt the skies.. However I see the sturdier heart of your beloved it was addressed to in the unturbulent wine calm as the sea and unflickering candle straight as an arrow in the image.. thus while the poet appears in the words he writes showing his beloved in the image..

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