# #wine

2 poems

## [bonfire](https://chromato.graphics/bonfire)

we spin on turntables  
gift-wrapped bubbles  
plotting high treason

one query hangs on  
a hook near my thigh  
_“how do you want to feel?”_

you produce three words  
two supple, one sharp  
relaxed. caregiven. surrender.

we better not have another  
handle’s cold to the touch  
i hold your hand for warmth

fetching a towel and water  
unfamiliar closet and faucet  
you aren’t used to this, are you?

inside these walls, a forest  
i lead you down the worn path  
to a fire blazing at the center

it’s just us dancing there —  
adjust angles, rhyme rhythms  
dig holes with feet and fingers

you haven’t visited in years  
moonlight in an empty room  
i’ve never been, but will again

draw maps into memory  
twist silver, pink, and blue  
the way back is circular

## [stick](https://chromato.graphics/stick)

winter cherry, lush  
pressed to the pane :  
clear swirling glass,  
vessels for grapes

red print attracts  
gazes from gays  
strange artifacts  
mouths go astray

first contact lasts  
longer than stains  
washed away fast —  
much like our brains

they always say  
lips that disguise  
can’t be the way,  
but never the why

shouldn’t we just  
paint what we feel  
even if lips must  
become the meal