Red Wine
red wine
hearing your soft voice whispering in my ear
sends shivers down my spine,
as your fingers entertwine with mine
makes my mind unwind
I could be with you till the end of time
your lips meeting mine
your hips embracing mine
soon I know you'll be mine
as soon as we finish this bottle of red wine.
Copyright © Marie Harrison | Year Posted 2010
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