"amarone" poems
Baby soft scruff
Eyes, pacific and sultry
Sly yet honest
Childlike and sensual
Witty and innocent
Bring forth the animal
The infectious mischief
The ***** rhythms in darkened rooms
The stolen moments in Lower West Side alleyways
Long, piercing looks over a bottle of Dal Forno Amarone
Savage concupiscence
Your eyes suggesting the next move
Bodies entwined in the back of a cab
At the bridge and we walk across
And I indulge in your juxtapositions
All the way to Brooklyn
Jul 17, 2011
Jul 17, 2011 at 4:39 PM UTC
Hello... Poetry
It has been some time
since I've enjoyed you
as my company
There's a special joy
on a rain-filled night
to probe this site
with the cadence of ebony and ivory
Hello... my friend
would you mind a glass
red wine....Cabernet, Amarone
best yet, some Long Island tea
Such a pleasure filled mood
as my thoughts protrude
these splendid dictates
both old and new
So long, my esteemed friend
until we next meet
when I can repeat to you
Hello again...Hello Poetry
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 10:36 PM UTC