Dining with Desire

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[Desire] slipped me a bottle of Gamay,
in the wee hours of morning, I observed
as sleet and snow adorned Swiss chalet,
I smile as he prepared dessert, gathering
as henchmen, of luscious bottle of Gamay,
cinnamon, clove, vanilla, nutmeg and mace;
beguiling further, with grapefruit marmalade
he sought to surprise me with secret recipe;
Oh! straight from heart sang song, conveyed
and soon, rays of sun began to shine outside;
we sealed sweet moment, with bottle of Gamay.



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Posted on Fashion Me Your Words @ Real Toads

For my upcoming prompt “It’s in an old kitchen that the best food is made” on
Friday 3rd March at 8:00 am EDT.

Also posting on poems written on Prompt Nights


And posting for the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United 

56 thoughts on “Dining with Desire

  1. HA says:

    Ooh! That’s sumptuous. I like the sensual fluidity of your words.
    It’s not the first time that I notice how beguiling it is indeed, to traverse through your verse. 🙂

  2. Marian says:

    My goodness! This is lovely. I kid you not, I have been threatening (to myself, no worries) to write a poem about a bottle of Gamay for years. And here you are! 🙂

    • Sanaa says:

      Aww!❤️ Thank you so much, Marian 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️

      PS: I had to re-write the poem in order to fit the form 🙂

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