Dry Words Upon The Tongue Poem by Matthew Holloway

My words fall dry upon the tongue
As I thirst for both wine and love
A kiss of both grape and flesh
To quench my eternal longing
To know and savour both as one
A toast with the unknown lover
An evening held in glass and body
Let flow all that which I desire
Allow me to become drunk upon all
The spirit of the vine which reaches
As a lovers arm and hand may also
Oh let me taste such delight
That words become rich, sodden
That the evening may pass me by
Not in lonesome silence
But in the laughter of a love
In the drowning of a passion
Let each glass be full and flowing
And the flesh warm upon the lips
My words fall silent upon the tongue
I wish to wash them in the wine of a kiss