Meritage

Published on April 9, 2004 By hogfiddler In Misc

Glass of red wine

Shatters on the floor

Shards that slice my skin.

A meritage of grape and blood

Metallic, tannic concoction

Bittersweet communion.

A dry, sticky taste

Clings to my mouth

From our last kiss.

I bite down hard

To quell my quivering lip.

Salty, sweet concoction

Bittersweet communion

A meritage of grape and tears.

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