Deliciously smooth
As antique silk,
It ripples
Across your taste buds,
Awakening
Unknown pleasures and
Allowing ancient secrets
To whisper and linger
Upon your tongue
Until the smoothness
Begins to cascade
Down
The long length
Of your throat
And chest
To find a home
And settle in
The very crux
Of your being.
Luscious, exhilarating,
Forbidden, exquisite
And worth every dollar,
Each sip filled with a
Smooth
Warmth that
Invades and relaxes
Every nuance
Of your body.
Eternal,
Privileged
Cognac,
French elegance
Found in a
Beautifully crafted
Decanter -
The elixir of kings
And the personification
Of smoothness
Divine.
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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This was phenomenal! Loved your stunning poem!