Wine and Kissing

by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

www.29songs.com My goal of 29 songs it to make a wine of intensity without allowing power to serve as a substitue for beauty.

Kelly Wheat, Owner and Winemaker

 Cherie Byrd www.kissingschool.com has a wonderful Kissing School in Seattle and has published the book Kissing School, Seven Lessons on Love, Lips, and Life Force ( I attended this class in April and would highly recommend it!) 

Cherie writes: “Lessons may be necessary, but remember that loving is essentially an art form and that your practice will largely be shaped by your willingness to be creative with what you are experiencing… There is so much untapped potential: the naked promise in a glance, the electricity in a touch, the delicious merging of a kiss.”   

Ojalá!

Elisabet

How She Felt

by Samuel Sullivan Cox

How she felt when first he kissed her – like a tub of roses swimming in honey, cologne, nutmeg and blackberries.