PINOT NOIR

A twinkle trapped within embroidered lips

escapes from the corners of mischief

over tumbling curls held by a knot

restraining wild tresses

A wink slips from a glance askew

and wanders wearing a glow

Past the bard, chanters, crooners

and pretty maids all in a row

An ear heeds to clues in cues

deciding action on track

Impulse bridled beneath a cloak

of buttoned rehearsal black

Sylvan fingertips clasped 

grasps within its hold

The quickened pulse of excitement

of a prize one cannot hold

A Yuletide recollection

snapped in a flash

Of conversation starters

from an ever-changing cache

Precious priceless happiness

embellished in the mind

Metaphysical magic

frozen forever in time