My love is a red wine, <br />preserved its taste <br />by years - to spare - <br />for such exclusive lips. <br /> <br />Finally, you swallowed. <br />Astounded, questioning <br />such silly patience - <br />My love become shy.<br /><br />Melanie Agua<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-is-a-red-wine/
