Sparkling Wine

With a smile

you pop my cork

permitting

effervescent thoughts

to fill your

champagne fluted ears.

Fermented words

I aged for years

to near perfection

for this moment

in your presence

to express them.

Sip…

Feel the sensation

of tingling

upon your lips –

like carbonation –

when we kiss –

like testing 9-volts

with the tips

of probing tongues.

I have been waiting

for this

like my empty lungs

inhaling greedily

the oxygen availed

surfacing from

the ocean’s depths.

Since the day

you and I met

so long ago,

that day your voice

smiled at me

replying, “Hi,”

to my, “Hello”

and introduction.

Could you sense

my flavor complex

even then?

See the refinement

of the wild vines I tamed

to yield this blend?

Though you showed

interest in this vintage

I had to deny your buds.

My flavors as yet

undeveloped

would have led to

to tainted love.

Now that my bouquet

is exquisite

and your palette

has matured,

allow me to

intoxicate you

with a love

that shall endure….

 

- HymnAgen