2021 Ambar France I thought maybe you’d be

I thought maybe you’d be easy—flirtatious

but the allure is too strong

sinful—thick red berries dripping in something almost candied

Its scent rises as you near: crushed wild berries

2021 Ambar France I thought maybe you’d beI showed up in face paint and nothing else. You opened the wine anyway. Thats on you. I taste like orange zest rubbed on a trampoline, peach skins in a confessional booth, and a wet herbal slap that makes you question the word maceration. Im slightly fizzy. Or maybe thats just you shaking. You said, Is this chilled?I said, Do you feel chilled?Then I handed you a slice of grapefruit and told you to bite it while staring directly into the wine. Am I