Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 75
A fine afternoon wine reflecting sun
Smooth sensual moments in golden hue
As it spirals wonder upon my tongue
Before evening falls and wine reflects night
In lascivious folds of velvet notes
Amorous and hungers for its delight
Like you and I making out dressed in coats
Just sweet with the subtle dryness of oats
Day or night, red or white, our senses spun
By the pungent grapes opening our sight
And I wonder ‘does my glass contain you?’
My lover, the joyous song of this man
Those delicate infusions see more than
Eyes; into my heart where this love began
©JGFarmer2020
Jezzie G 