Drinking you in...

I sit and sip the Opus One 86'
Am I insane?
I swear the champagne
whispers your name,
Worth every dime,
The fine wine transports
me to another time,
I'm whisked away,
To another day,
Where friends and lovers
laughed and played,
As the bottle drains
and memory fades,
Im left alone savoring
the beautiful taste...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
Damn good bottle of wine...

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Comments (12)

caroljoyce
Clever play on words.
NeverEndingStory
cheers dancing
jazzy75
niceapplause
Pinkpoetress
I enjoyed this one. Thanks for sharing.
optimisticme
Nice,,, now to head to the off licence!cheers
agoodguy2have
did ya save the cork to keep the fine memories ;-)
Akron
You are not alone.
Just the best among us, are "wished away"...

hedistuff
uh...if you don't have enough to share with the rest of the class, then you sho....oh never mind..enjoy your wine and your memory time...
freeatlast64847
Well said! Funny how a taste or a smell can bring back an entire page of life. Now find some saucy tart to share that next bottle... grin
trurorob
Nice images Madtat,
rob
sweetlyscented1
I LOVED IT yay
madtat29
Thank you much....drinking
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