Of Women and Wine

Lips cursed and shut so fine.
Mouth do part for taste of wine.
Linger there, oh beautiful soul.
Hold this scene til I grow old.
 
 
Oh those hips run down your frame,
I soak it in, not thought of shame.
Who could pass such glorious sight?
I can’t turn ‘way, I have no might.
 
 
Lifted chin and voice flow through.
Flood my thoughts with words from you.
Songs of hushed, cautious tongue.
I’m with you here, forever young.
 
 
Such warmth and glory this wine brings.
My soul soars, wine gives wings.
Don’t let me fall, I’m safe in you.
In this moment, I feel so new.
 
 
My heart searches, a constant fight.
For a soul like yours, with eyes so bright.
Hold my hands to make you mine.
Love me now, oh woman, oh wine.