She stirs your longing,
an incantation, your libation
sipped and savored
flavored by the grape
and sharing its purple hue.
You become inebriate
as you wait for her effect to fade
you await her last call,
she has become your addiction;
your true affliction.

(C) Walter J Wojtanik – 2019

Written for dVerse Quadrille #74: Sip

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