My bottle of wine

Again, the air around me smells of your familiar fragrance,Plucking out memories hidden in deep pockets of my mind,
You spread in my veins like my bottle of wine,
Now my thoughts are trapped in the webs of our past,
Swaying in storms of emotions known and unknown,
And here I am wanting to wriggle free yet yielding...
To you spreading in my veins like my bottle of wine

-Shenoy