Duped again..
.
i cant believe i fell for it
...again
the promises etched
perfect font
beautiful
...bottle
the promises
of raspberries
and cherry casket
...strawberry
bouquets
...oh and the medleys
they speak ofI longed to hear
..effervescent
with dark undertones
silky..full bodied
...and yet balanced
oh...
...how I always fall for that
...how I always fall for that
and promises of journeys
burgundy
....silly me
always the same
...pungent tastepuckered grimace
...not a raspberry in sight
nor medley heard
suitcases packed
...nowhere to go.