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A BOTTLED MEMORY
BY: ALLIE MERRICK a walk in the woods with a bottle of bordeaux two glasses poured of chateau margaux aromatics of autumn we smelled as we walked fall's finest hues we saw as we talked of the wine we were very fond but our adoration went beyond i looked at you you looked at me and we saw what we didn't expect to see your love for me you then confessed followed by passion we became undressed the details that followed for only you and i to know were a show of emotion - a private show leaves on the ground around us danced while on our palates the margaux pranced in an afternoon beneath an old oak tree we found love in a forest that few can see i loved that walk and i love that wine a bottled memory that's yours and mine |
