Red, Red Wine

red-wine

Oh how you make me feel fine

Relaxed without a single care

One could boldly dare, at times 

Under burgundy stimulus

Floating through the universe

It’s hard to control impulses 

Wanting to right every wrong

Determining best intentions

While loudly singing anthem songs

Eventually, she will go to sleep

Falling silent through the night

After she explores the deep

Barrels of the finer wine

Crafted with deceptive illusion

That the stars and moon do align

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