Wine

I smell it on your breath,

I taste it on your lips.

I love the way you’re taking little sips from your glass of wine.

 

I see it in the way you move,

Yeah, you’re a little tipsy.

I  see it in the way you dance,

I feel it in the way you kiss me.

 

I hear about it in that particular Carly Pearce song,

I feel it in my body

and it makes me wanna be with you all night long.

 

 

 

 

Published by IlseDekkerPoetry

I'm Ilse Dekker from the Netherlands. I started writing poems in 2012. I write poems about country music, love and Jesus.

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