Pint taken. <br /> <br />We sip <br />at our conversation. <br /> <br />Drinking in the view <br />caught up in the ebb & flow <br /> <br />of words <br />washed up on each other’s shore <br /> <br />all seaweed <br />& shells <br /> <br />the shrieking gulls of our laughter. <br /> <br />You now sporting <br />a froth moustache <br /> <br />chuckling as I kiss <br />& tickling lick it off. <br /> <br />Stories stretching time <br />beyond its limits <br /> <br />so that an hour <br />seems seven seconds. <br /> <br />each glass <br />a clock <br /> <br />leaving a delicate <br />fretwork <br /> <br />of latticed lace <br />to create ever <br /> <br />changing shapes <br />in the wash & wrack <br /> <br />of our drinking. <br /> <br />Between <br /> <br />each <br /> <br />sip <br /> <br />a kiss. <br /> <br />Drunk now <br />with the knowledge <br /> <br />Love is <br />good <br /> <br />for <br />you.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-good-for-you/