Intoxicating

The aroma intoxicatingly enters her nose; sighs escaping her mouth.

The sweet tart taste deliciously touches her lips; savoring deeply.

The smooth coolness teases her fingertips; tingling excitedly.

The sweet nothing sound tickles her ears; making her giggle.

The beauty holds her gaze; filling her with longing.

Celia lifts the crystal glass swirling the deep red liquid then watches it slide smoothly down the clear walls while the light shines through the velvety sea before lifting it to her mouth to allow all her senses to enjoy.

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Author: Pamela K. Young

I have not only lived many chapters in one life, but many lives in one body. The person I am today is far wiser than the me of young adulthood. My life is like your life with its ebb and flow. We are all connected in some way. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, but what makes me, well, me is the way I wife, mother, and grandmother. I am a liver transplant survivor. Whatever devastation you have survived, we survived in our individual ways. I create with words and photos. I am a writer and photographer.

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