Poisonous wine

This poisonous wine drenches my breath
Her toxic draws perspirating smiles in my veins
near the burning fire my soul takes his shield

This poisonous wine lift my sorrow away
Like compass it guides my eyes to the stream
My soul understand the gathering of longing

Near the fig tree love bears countless fruits
the long winds of harmattan releases the wine
On my skin, downing enigmatic expression

Why is this poisonous wine not killing me
i cant sum the ingredients that makes this wine
But i can tell about her intoxicating ebbs & strength
(c) 2019 Martin Ijir