“I like on the table,
when we’re speaking,
the light of a bottle
of intelligent wine.”
--Pablo Neruda
I like the laughter dipping
from one glass to another
hands curled round.
I like the glow in subtlety
where we're joining
in feeling bright.
I like the voices flowing
over one another
and sipping contently.
I like the way we breathe
revolving with a bottle
set at the center.
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