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Amanda Chardonnay
San Francisco    An aspiring playwright, a practicing poet, in each way and form a writer through and through. Currently two things reign supreme for me- my writing …

Poems

Today, I was musing over an idea
Whom I would have liked
As a companion to talk to,  you know,
This and that, share some thoughts
Of importance,
That I‘ve meditated for years,
Discuss urgent matters –
Third World War, or
Sixth Extinction, or
Seventh Decade –
So, I started to mentally review
All the acquaintances, relatives, friends,
Wife, children...
No-one was found.
Lastly,  I went to a shop and bought me
A bottle of Chardonnay.
Listen, Chardonnay, --
Aaron Combs  Mar 2015
Chardonnay
Aaron Combs Mar 2015
There is a time between us, when the pebbles of the sea
and the darkness of the moon will seem one.
Where the lilies and the starlight falls,
and my hands and bones will sleep.

See in our sleep, the world can be one, and
the flowing waters will be like Chardonnay.
Our memories will sing so wild and free.

Under this moonlight, before your lips,
I give you my breath and the secret beneath
my soul, where my soul falls underneath.

Awestruck and charmed by the precious jewels,
in your eyes. You are my beloved,
Leaving my breath to you, my very life,
I lift you up like a rose stretching for the sea.
Thanks, this is my first poem. Hope everyone enjoys! :D