Cabernet Memories

by Hannah Lizette   Jun 12, 2012


As the wine made love with her taste-buds,
a forgotten smile formed across her lips,
reliving the last time she had more than a sip.

He had bought two bottles of Cabernet,
they drank themselves into a lovers quarrel,
only to be gone as quickly as it started.

Tunnel vision only for each other,
making promises they knew they wouldn't keep,
tomorrow would be just another average day.

As the night turns into day,
an empty bottle laying at her feet,
she knows it's nothing now but a memory.

Copyright 2012: Hannah K.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Omar

    Great poem, nicely written.

  • 11 years ago

    by Mohan

    Excelent poem...

  • 11 years ago

    by The Poet Behind The Poems

    Again simple but powerful the ideas the words flow everything is perfect

    amazing

  • 11 years ago

    by Steven Beesley

    So many things done and said on the spur of a moment and under the influence of alcohol.

    Nicely written.

  • 11 years ago

    by A Poets Handwriting aka ALISHA

    I agree with Thomas.. It could read as though seen through the eyes of a drunk/alcoholic but you have written it as through the eyes of a passionate ex or something spending one more night together, another memory that will be in the past come daylight tomorrow.

    Fantastic 5/5

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