poem - petite soirée

We sit and sip -
Petite soeurs avec petite syrah.
Our conversation drifts
Her speech slows to coach my
Proper Polish Pronunciation.

"Fantasie, right?" 

The glances capture our
knowing appreciation
of the fleeting moments,
Eternity
lasts as long as this glass of red wine. 

~ MB, May 2017

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