when he first sees her, his lips are already stained
claret, from the scores of girls he’s drunk in tonight.
she serves her name to him in a crystal flute
all clinks and bubbles, and he tells her
he has never known one before.
i want to take her by the stem, say
woman, you have waited an eternity
oak and steel, to be kissed by a man
the right way, who swirls
twirls, legs dancing to all the right rhythms.
he has been waiting for a fruit like this
the way your light body sways.
amber eyes, floral bouquet-
his tongue has been dry for a while
but darling, riesling, you are all sugar.
it’ll be love at first sip, of course
something that balances this lush, this crisp
tannin, cinnamon, tucked away for later.
he will learn that soon and for it
keep you close, maybe even ask for more.
it is easy, to find home in someone
whose fingers wrap like vines around you but
oh, remember that he is a seasoned sommelier
and soon enough, like he’s done so many times already
he will spit you out, of course he will.
so woman, show him how you leave.
tip-toe off his palate but let your shadow linger
long after your body has left, leave a trace
but not enough for him to find his way back to you
and one day, i promise, he will come to taste his mistake.
fabulous poem, story so well woven, and such a great ending.
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Thank you so much! x
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Wow! There are no words for this.
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Aw thanks, that means a lot 🙂
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Brilliant!
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Thank you xx
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This is incredible 😊
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Aw, thank you so much!
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Reblogged this on Lilaia Moreli – Words Are Sacred.
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Thanks so much for the reblog!
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I envy your writing style, this is amazing!
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Thank you! That’s really nice to hear 🙂
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I like your poetry so much! It always tells a story, and in such a lovely way!
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Aw, thanks Matt! I really appreciate that 🙂
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You sustain the metaphor beautifully. The phrase “whose fingers wrap like vines around you,” struck me particularly as ingenious. Lovely writing as always, Melody!
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Thank you Penny! I really enjoyed writing this poem, so I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Fantastic piece! and so clever. love it.
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Oh, thank you so much! 🙂
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you are very welcome!
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Amazing poem — so very powerful.
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Thank you Shannon! xx
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This is beautiful! You are so talented. I love the metaphors you use, and how the entire poem flows together. ❤️
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Oh, thank you Eden! This is a really nice comment 🙂
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Loved the poem, and enjoyed so much, it is elegantly written.
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Oh, thanks for this! I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Reblogged this on Writes of Passage and commented:
A poem whose words weave a stunning image and pack a powerful punch
– your writing is incredible Melody!
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Ahhh, thanks so much for the reblog!
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Thank you for this! This was absolutely lovely 🙂
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This is very musical… I love it. Thanks for posting your work.
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Thanks! I’m really glad you liked this 😊
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