The Windows of My Soul: Old Wine Tastes Best (#322)

Old Wine Tastes Best (#322)
© Brenda
July 5, 1994 9:30 pm

You are children
Worshipping sex and beauty
Thinking youth will last forever
But don’t you know
Old wine tastes best.

You think you are an authority
Knowing that anyone over thirty
Is too old to enjoy fucking
But we know
Old wine tastes best.

You cry hot, angry tears
In siren songs of rejection
Ignoring the primal force of love
Ancient beyond all knowing
Old wine tastes best.

You are afraid to stand alone
To test the depth of true devotion
Entrenched in your self-absorption
Never once considering
Old wine tastes best.

Even though you are now children
Someday it will be you
Still crying loneliness in loveless poems
Never having learned
Old wine tastes best.

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