An obelisk
of richness and beauty
Cool droplets of water
sparkle and shimmer
as they course
along the surface
of sun-warmed
fragile skin
A wild scent
of pungent delight
tantalizes and teases
Evoking a need to sup;
a need to plunge
into heady depths
of ecstasy and pleasure
savoring the gentle fire
suffusing the blood
in heated bliss
Yes, such a fine bottle of wine . . .
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Published in Poetry the Write Way: Webstatic – First Journey (Sept. 2000)
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