The Drink

23 May

The Drink

By L. Stewart Marsden

 

He dipped deeply into her fantasy
Drawing the ladle of golden liquid to his lips
His nostrils flared, awakened by its effervescence
And drank as she watched
Smiling at him
Tenuously patience till the draught was finally drained
Yet remained cool with expectation
Even haughty in her look
“Cheers!” said he
“Cheers!” said she

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