The Sweetest Wine – A Quadrille


Your lips taste like the sweetest wine
Your body curves like a sensuous vine
Your eyes with lust filled mischievousness shine

The world disappears when my eyes meet thine
For your love I knelt at Aphrodite’s shrine
I’m over the moon ecstatic that you’re mine

©RedCat

Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt at dVerse. A Quadrille is a 44 word (not including title) poem that must contain the prompt word, which tonight is wine.

To read other Quadrilles by me click here.


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