Red Wine

sanguine red encased  
whispered chalice gingerly
cupped atop stemmed
pedestal; awake cherished
sensations aromatically,
vibrantly entombing solitude,
dispelling sorrow, propitiously
summoning profundity unlit; 
rousing orifices smothered
quietly beneath diverted
concentrations flooding arid
wells, contenting vivacity afresh

                               Jaymes Ian Woode

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