An Afternoon

Submitted by troy on Wed, 10/11/2006 - 15:35

An afternoon, that was Bliss,
Snake’s tongue, without the hiss.
Red fang’s juice, on my lips,
Wine glass cheers, with many tips.

To Say a word, beneath the sun,
Many appear, in my mind.
Today’s one later, than yesterday’s flavor;
And as it remains; my day, that was to savor.
~Troy Mattox~