A Poem by scorpiorlr




















She is that first sip
That dangerous and unsure one
I drink in her beauty
Wondering if I should swallow any more of the allure

She is the next sip
No, a large swallow
I love how unbalanced she stumbles me
I am lost in her smile

She is the Glass
The second and third round and I still want more of her
Have to have her
To stare into those eyes

She is the bottle
Seduction, Smokey, Sweet
My want is for her
Her desire controls me

She is my vineyard
Her world is mine twining through my drunken laughter
I must taste more of her always
I can’t stop or I will forever bear the hangover

Robert Lloyd (2 June 2010)

© 2010 scorpiorlr

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I love the advancement of this poem, how the desire, need and want grows with each part of the wine growing larger and more defined. The appeal is very nice and it has great imagery and description. The flow is also favorable and I like the quick pace of the fourth stanza. Well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago

At first she appealing and then she got her hold on you it isn’t till the next day that you realize what she all about.
Great job well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on June 7, 2010
Last Updated on June 7, 2010



San Antonio, TX

Robert Lloyd is vagabond and adventurist. He is truly a jack of all trades and a master of none. He’s done a little of everything from serving ten years in the military while working in human an.. more..