A Hint of You Honey

There is a hint of you in every poem of mine

the faintest honey peach wine still on my tongue from each line.

It was never my intent to put you there, you show up uninvited.

Neither of us had planned to stick around but Winter has gone

And come again and I’m still here sipping on you tucked into desire’s cozy fire.

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