BLOOD LIKE STOLEN WINE

[thepoetof1533]

Blood like stolen wine with age just
becomes more refine.
Blood like stolen wine hides in shadows dark
and eerie with a taste quite dreary.
Blood like stolen wine lives under ground
it is hidden away from each and
every sunny day.
Blood like stolen wine now through my
veins does course.OH! How sweet
your flavor has become year
after year.
Bllod like stolen wine keeps me young and
in my prime.
Blood like stolen wine is never completely
yours,but it will be total mine.
Blood like stolen wine can be devastatingly
fine.
Blood like stolen wine cna be unbotteled
too young when not yet refined.
Blood like stolen wine is sometimesto
precious a vintage to rare a find
to spill like brine.
Blood like stolen wine is sometimes sweeter
if left on the vine.
Blood like stolen wine is truly a
tastr divine.

BY R.E.Casas 20011003.033001

[kawazu13]

thats amazingly wonderful. more

[girlshapedgirl]

once again
i'm interested
in your
writing
is has a
vintage quality
i suppose
you could say
like wine
the title
is great
why do you
choose
to repeat
key lines
over and over
in your
poems?
curious
to know

[engarde]

Aha, the second part!

"hides in shadows dark
and eerie with a taste quite dreary"

Good "shadowy" image!

waiting for the third part)