I never tasted champagne

Never tasted Champagne A Poem by debileah burnt love

Never tasted Champagne

No, I have never tasted Champagne.

Never wore garter's or lace.

No satin sheets, not for me.

No diamond rings or other fancy things.

But I have tasted love.

To my lips, it was bittersweet.

The pavement hit me like concrete!

When I fell, I collided into hell!

Where the flames are eternal!

Melted in his arms like an inferno!

Like fire and ice!

I came through lukewarm.

Like the calm after a storm.

No, I never tasted Champagne.

Never wore garter's or lace.

No satin sheets, not for me.

No diamond rings or other fancy things.

But I have tasted love.

So bittersweet!

Like fire and ice.

I paid the price.

From the frying pan into the fire!

I fell into his arms with a burning desire.

As fire melt's ice.

I paid the price.

Nearly cost me my life.

Being his wife!

 

 

 

Reviews

[Helena]

Wonderful write Deb. Strong emotions flowing throughout. Very well written indeed.

Helena

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Thats sweet ending :) Thanks for sharing , good luck in the contest Yos

[Gandré]

This is really a poem I just needed, such a desire. You built the perfect end (pointe). What a wonderful text. I found it refreshing and creative using colors...
be well.

[Forest Green]

Wonderful work. If it's biographical I hurt for you but am glad you came through!

You summarized in mild repetition the circular emotions that swirl around disappointments in the battle of love.

Great work!

Forest