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Sep 2016
Liquid amber flows down my throat,
my body warms throughout
as it flows from my glass
igniting pain and flavor

Caramel and vanilla
tickle my tongue
a slight taste of cookie remains
deep and rich enjoyment

Thoughts are washed away
in a golden wave
as the cheeks and inhibitions numb
I raise my glass and wish you well

A new bottle for a new day
opened, spicy citrus
and new mown grass
fill my nose

Pouring and swirling
my mouth waters
a dip of my tongue
explore the sensations

Butterscotch and shortbread
explode in my mouth
taste buds analyze complexities
herbs and honey, and a bit of malt

Evening relaxation
leads to excellent dreams
of love, lust, romance
in the flavors of nature
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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