Before we met, I sipped your words
Like lemonade in Summer bright;
Then savored them as chocolate hot,
Indulging every Winter night.
I drank you in; you filled my cup
With satisfying sweetest brew;
My dehydrated mind and soul
Fulfilled and nourished, sipping you.

—
My Quadrille for Mish’s “sip” prompt at
dVerse.