Aged To Perfection (Zymology) Poem by Marcus McKinley

Plucked
From the vine of destiny
Kissed by the glorious sun
Majestic mountain to river valley
Her fertile harvest has begun

Perfect flesh surrounds she
Sensual maceration
Inhibitions stripped bare

Caressed and pressed
Her juices flow
Imbuing souls everywhere

Pop the cork
Panting, breathe you in
Effervescent bouquet

Micro-oxygenation
A scent derived from heaven
In my nostrils you play

Visualizing
Through crystal eyes
Luscious Legs from rim to stem

175.25 proof
Tears stream down her thighs
Like deep red ruby gems

Lay upon my lips
Passionate flavonoids
Spicy tannins arousing me
Tantalizing tongue you can't avoid
Imbibing my senses seductively


I am your sommelier