March 21, 2014

Taken By Sweetness

Filed under: Food, Poetry — migueltio @ 2:33 pm

Sip of wine
the finest grapes of
the hills of Bullas
so sweet in my mind
so sweet on my lips
the hair upon my chest
evolves ever thicker
at the joyful sweetness
tantalizing my heart.

Another sip and I am
running through the
Bullas vineyard smiling
at the sky above
a quick shower
washes me down
followed by sunshine
warming my belly as I take in
its heartwarming scent.

One last sip as I
fall to the soft
and fertile land below
as I let it touch
me and let it hold
me as I lie beneath
the beautiful sunlit sky
that kisses every inch of
me in the vineyards of beautiful Bullas.




  1. Beautiful rhythm. I love ”one last sip as I fall to the soft and ferile land below.”

    Comment by awordofsubstance — March 21, 2014 @ 4:05 pm

  2. vineyards are beautiful places to walk in 🙂

    Comment by sharmishtha basu — March 22, 2014 @ 1:39 am

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