Poem -
Wine
The red of royal,
The red of blood,
It cloaks you with itsĀ enticing flavor,
A diverse aroma,
It can be your luxury,
Or your demon,
With a stained glass,
It can be your fortune,
Or it can be your calamity,
Its a free spirit,
Of affinity and affection,
And its a blessing,
Of faith and belief.
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very niceĀ x
Thankyou!
Like this Lexi, and you are right it can be your fortune or it can definitely be your calamity ha ha!! :)
Haha, thanks!!