A glass for now

by Christopher Shin

The soul of my life
is in one sip.
As the crimson flickers
on the edge of my tongue.

Blood of my youth and
now I am a vintage man.
The memories flood in
and I remember the sweet
and bitter as they mix
into one soul.

I can only remember the
wind as it blew with me
and the time fades into
the sea.


Posted on 11/08/2015
Copyright © 2022 Christopher Shin

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