An Ode To Champagne

You
Trickle
From my lips and
Reach my
Fingertips like
Ecstasy,
You
Coax
The very worst
But first
You
Cultivate the best in me,
Artful and arresting
Sinful and suggesting,
My affliction
And my anodyne
Not
Beer
Nor brandy
Whiskey,
Wine.
As if a gift
From Gods above me-
It’s fizz that loves me
Fizz that fucks me
Fickle fizz that’s worth my time.
Fickle fizz can make
The dullest dinner sparkle as you dine.

Fizz will never leave you
Fizz will delude and deceive you
Fizz will galvanize the glory days and
Guide you through
The times of grief too.
Oh I love you
Oh I need you
Trust you and believe you,
Must you make a fool of me?
Bubbly?
I gratefully
Receive you.

I am proud
And I am confident
To
Have you on my arm
I love
Your class,
Your cool,
Your
Chivalry, your
Candid classic charm.

I’ve had Prosecco in a penthouse
I’ve swigged Cava in a car
Yes, of course I’ve tasted others,
They’ve been
Close
But no cigar.
I raise a
Toast to you
I’m lost in you
You glorious and gentle beast
You graceful and gregarious
Hilarious and
Humble
Feast.

 

And as I drain the final drop,
And as we take our final kiss,
I wait ‘til you are gone and
Begin
Flirting with
The cocktail list.

 

 

-BF