the crimson-wheat amber
of your body
draws me near
like no other
effervescent and refined
as characteristic
of your Belgian derivative
you glow before me, welcoming
despite my circumstance
you soothe me to where i find
a centered existence among the chaos
surrounding this troubled soul
live, as yeast and misery
shielded by this buffer
you created for me
to face the evening renewed
Thursday, August 28, 2008
amber
Posted by OrchidMask at 8:05 PM
Inspiration: The Happy Hour Collection
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1 comments:
i love a good amber wheat myself... yummmm....
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