Monday, February 20, 2012

Double Brandy

Double Brandy

The gullet burns,
But stomach warms now.
Heady the feeling of oak,
Time and fabled art.

King Charles 1st,
What a very soothing
Aromatic festival of delight,
I wane a little.

Velvet to my tonsils,
Caressing the vortex.
Flowing inside of me,
A rare exotic love.

Total moodiness removed,
Where liquor has saved.
The frozen bones beneath,
A rudy coloured skin.