My Bottle of Wine
In she walked a bottle of wine she had
Twas' a gift for me from my dear one
In she walked and i warmed up to her
Twas' lovely embracing my dear one
Twas lovely seeing her after so long
In her eye i saw what i was desiring
In her hand i felt what i so missed
In my heart i felt what was pure
Twas' nice hugging her once more
Twas' nice talking to her once more
It's nice for she is here once more
Twas' nice she kept her promise
Twas' my bottle of wine she brought
Twas' so nice seeing her once more
For i had missed her presence so..
And she had my bottle of wine.. A she
A dedication to Cece
code 254
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2015
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