West 24th
Published in
Sep 24, 2021
White walls, pieces of you on display
carve yourself out
and offer everything
drip, drip
I taste you in the Pinot Noir
as you slide over my tongue
the fragile stem shakes in my hand
sweet grapes
Primevère
you and I, a swirl of colour
our autumn in Burgundy
your fingers stained with paint
as you pushed them into me,
together in the golden meadow,
I offered you everything,
almost.
