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wine

I ran over your tongue

like silk

or is it

fine wine

You sloshed me in your mouth

tasting the way

I ripened with age

I danced with your taste buds

I thought I did well

but then

you spit me out

and decided you preferred

the 2010

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JaxeyBunny

21 / Non-binary / slow dancing in the dark

Published: Apr 15, 2021
LinesWords: 1348

Tags: #wine #age #ripe #taste

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