Wine and love.

Wine.
She is so loved.
So red,
and so many lovers.
With every sip
they kiss her.
Is the redness her lips?
Or the reddened cheeks
I wonder. Continue reading “Wine and love.”

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Ocean – The lover of the Moon

A lover, I am
Β lover of the moon
and like others in love
I feel pain, agony n disdain

Every day he calls me
and I reach for him
with every wave, I try
I wet the beaches, my eyes
with every crashing wave
I hum, I sing I cry Continue reading “Ocean – The lover of the Moon”