Fresh

Tarragon bites
Parsley's smooth
Peppery basil
Tries to make a move

Relaxed oregano
Lazy sage
Mint takes the hint
Then lasts an age

Whatever your taste
There's the perfect herb
Fresh, complimentary
Gives a touch of superb

The guy looks over
Not a hint of shy
Wants you, knows it
Captures your eye

Not so relaxed
Now you're hunted down
Can you take the hint
Without fear or frown

Whatever your taste
There's the perfect one
Fresh every single day
Can never be undone

Does time bite
After countless years
Peppered with laughter
And occasional tears

Relaxing is different
There's a comfort unsaid
No need for hints
Things not often misread

You know your taste
The years have defined
Fresh stands before you
In the most vintage of wines