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let’s sit and talk
across the table
with drink in hand
no don’t get nearer
if you kiss me
you’ll fall in love
with my wined lips
and not the words in me



© Sara Febles


Wine makes me giddy at the thought

of all the work things I have to get done

and that paper that I need to write

and the laundry that needs to get all folded up

but I sip my third glass and I think of the times

that hands grabbed on my skin

and all the lips that tasted like sin

parted for pleasure

for taking and giving

a sip of a memory

more to the making

at the bottom of a bottle

for those willing to take me

after I put my glass down

and I’m giddy at the thought

that no work is going to get done