vino roja

I am sitting on your home now. Too nervous and stressed to write. I need to write...and now I return with beer and wine. Always helps to loosen my hand. I pour your wine first and set it in front before I open my beer. Put on some music, smell the wine, like you I see it. I want to take it, pull it close, my nose in it smelling the aroma of your hair and neck. and grapes. and fruit. The smooth wine glass reminds me of the soft perfection of your lips.
Your kiss grows deep and rolls like the wine over my tongue. I breathe out my nose and savor your sweetness.