Treasure Island

Janice Windle


Feasting


To sip, to sip, never to drain the cup;
To stroke with gentle lip, to savour
Slowly, slowly, tasting every flavour
That flickering tongue and loving hand yields up.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Edited: Thursday, November 27, 2008

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