These few drops of wine
delectably caress my mouth in
dancing array of sparkling wonder
flowing through grooves and inlets
of a pondering tongue.
I wonder at its beginning
floating in tubs of oak
and ceder, flavored with the tannins of
nature, that birth wine's fading
fermentation splendor.
Breathing in deeply
aromas of melon smoked berries
swirling through spherical air and ling'ring
just beneath the nostril's breath
leaving wine scents to soar.
...Perhaps, I'll have a little more.
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