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Sapid

Sapid

Cherry lips sapid wine
Rapt, prest β€˜neath mine
Partake sangria blush
Purest taste e’er lush

Passions fertile inspire
Tongues swirling afire
Concord doth compose
Tuscan gardens arose

Tip thou vinery chalice
Thwart fiendish malice
Drink to loves design
Moonshine so divine

Entwine hearts campaign
Stealthy fruits engrain
Encased for all time
Aged burgundy sublime
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Jill Tait

Oooh luv oldy worldy Well penned my poetic friend ❀️❀️❀️

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Jill Tait

Awww ❀️❀️❀️Did u read my last one xxx u might enjoy I think luv ?❀️?

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Jill Tait

❀️❀️❀️

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Ian William

Thanks a lot, now I want to drink for the day! You've taken inspiration to a whole new level! But seriously I don't know how you do it time and time again!

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Simon Bromley

So very good it's almost like mouth watering when you read, although that makes me sound like a have a problem ? lol.Β  Lisa, apparently I have reached my sending limit for today! Are you ok with me posting our poem now? Or maybe another verse?

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Larry Ran

My Dear Lisa,

As usual, your poetry is intoxicating.

I too am an oenophile.Β  In fact, I am sipping on a fine Chardonnay as I do these comments.Β  Many years ago, I had a dear friend from Puerto Rico, who taught me how to make the ultimate sangria.Β  It is white, instead of red.Β  If you are interested, I would be happy to share the recipe with you.

All my love,
Larry xxx

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Larry Ran

My Dear Lisa,

The recipe is very simple.Β  Instead of red wine for your base, use any white wine.Β  Then with whatever amount, enhance it with 1/4 apricot brandy.Β  Then a little bit of white soda, such as seven-up.Β  Finish it off, with some fresh peaches on the top.Β  Allow it to all soak in for an hour, and I guarantee, that you will never drink red sangria again.
Bottoms up, baby!

All my love,
Larry xxxΒ Β 

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Marion

Lovely verse Lisa...wets the appetite ?☺️

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