An Ode to Desire
Oh, come to me, you lovely liquid.Allow me to linger in the moment…
your darkness a thing of mystery,
to breathe in the heady aromas
which make up every part
of your delicious body.
A circle of tiny bubbles,
last survivors of a heady pour,
inspire me to lick my lips,
anticipating that first sip -
that first sip, always
the most satisfying of all,
an indulgence of desire
far more than thirst.
Here’s to you,
my rich mahogany stout!
Sláinte!
Poetry by Melinda K Zarate
Written on 2026-03-17 at 13:10
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