To Thirst : Giggle Poetry

The sweet wine of love

Can sparkle and flow

Coming down from above

Setting up a warm glow.

Intoxicatingly free

Warming up the heart

Wine of love can be

A Grandiose start.

Loves wine is the tea

That opens the senses

Lets the love blind see

And relieves the tenses.

Making the heart blind

So it can only see

The edges of the mind

And its pure reverie.

First happy then sad

From pillar to post

Wanting only to be glad

Lets make a small toast.

Only needing to give

The ole heart a shove

Gets you where you live

Cheers for the wine of love. . . . .

                          Nobody Special