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red wine heart tissue

by Timothy Wilson

One night you whispered on the beach
The sounds of my hearts aching antidote
And the next we filled with wine
Tugging on the fibers of my being
And chills more and more
I couldn't take the awkward flattery
So our lips met with force
Red wine
ecstasy and love
The room spun faster than the earth itself
which must have been why I fell into your body
soft words
red wine
pleasure
And love

03/19/2009

Posted on 03/19/2009
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson

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