find me like wine

find me like wine
bottled and racked
waiting for the discerning eye
to pick me for the occasion
and invest a little elbow grease
in popping the cork to let me breathe
just long enough to awaken my essence
then to breathe me in
take me in
swallow me in thirst and need
and desire for a moment's respite
from the splintery ways of life
and to be remembered as
at the very least
a good evening or afternoon segue
to a good night's sleep


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.