For my wife…for Tuesdays are poems for her

Never Fill

Like a fine wine to taste on lips

Your beauty I do sip

Enjoying the flavor

Your beauty I do savor

Drinking in the essence

Of your very presence

Intoxicated I do feel

My head does reel

Drunk on you I confess to all

So in love I did fall

To drink from you I always will

For never will I fill

© Chris Chonos