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©RedCat
For your love I knelt at Aphrodite’s shrine
I’m over the moon ecstatic that you’re mine
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.
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