Drunken

…you are

my shining, shimmering drop of claret
                resplendent in the bloodiness of the vine
smooth taste, sweet and soothing bouquet
yet strong as a shot of vodka
                dizzying, shocking, straight-talking
scandalously underaged, drunk in love
in the crystallised, curvaceous flute
                the dark liquid swishing, swirling around, splashing
and the intoxicating aroma releasing,
asphyxiating, saccharine in the still air

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