Maybe I am just in one of those cheesy moods. Here it is. I titled it " A Kiss Revisted"

The signature sounds of an era played in the background as lips locked and boots knocked.

Loves fodder find themselves laced in a familiar scent with a hint of a cheesy romance novel.

A new song travels along the stream, signaling a new age and bookmarking a new time.

The time passed is like a button from a coat long since sold. No longer apart of the piece but now just a button without a home. A memory in a bubble with no beginning and no end.

The grapes have soured, but the thirst still bring you back here.

You pour the bottle, you see the lines and hear the story as it slides down as a child would a vine.

Who'd ever thought you'd be drinking again and yet it tastes so completly new.