Friday, September 07, 2007

Red-wine kiss

I'm opening a new bottle as we talk and I keep reviewing what has been said in the back of my mind... so I didn't noticed her approaching, silent and smooth, until I turn around.

There she is... no more than three inches away.

Kisses me... bitter-sweet... bitter for what is not going to be, sweet for the moment and for what could have been...

Turns around and leaves. It's goodbye.

And I realize that the red wine I had from her lips would be the finest wine for some time to come...

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