Art Credit: leannelanefineart.com
Wine on the Lips
By: Michele Habel-Coffey
I breathe in deeply and hold
Hoping to stave off the aftertaste
Of cheap wine and dying dreams
But the nine dollar red
Is soft on the palate
A delicious bitter-sweet
It leaves no after taste
It bears no acrid smell
Undiscovered
It is yet cheap
I know a treasure when I taste it
Undervalued, underpriced
Underneath me
The world shifts
As the innocent wine envelops me
And sends me off
In a warm blanket of waking dreams
And a smile that arrives
The moments the memories permeate
And bring me back
Wine, you and I
We will see the future bound together
On cheap shelves
Touched by dime-store hands
And we will rise to the occasion
Passing one day around tables
On the lips of giants
Who will smell our vintage
And declare us rare indeed
