Keith D Trestrail Poet Lyric

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Wicked Game is a song by Chris Isaak. It was then, and will forever be, our song. My wife always says "a man chases a woman until she catches him". I say those she-wolves separate the weak from the herd then pounce. Either way, they end up with their claws in us!

         In vino veritas is Latin for “in wine there’s truth”.

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Wicked Game

Late the music played in the smoky air
  in our noir Bogey and Bacall vignette,
and hands that stroked your silky chestnut hair
  held a red wine and lit a cigarette.

Girl, I chased you until you caught me
  and when I was lost it was you I found,
for in our chase and hunt unknowingly
  I was the fox and you the foxhound.

Your soft skin smelt of aloes and citrus -
  the smudge of fresh lipstick on your wineglass,
and what covet it was those lips to kiss -
  in wine there’s truth! In vino veritas!

Those bitter tannins with your sweet imbue
  filled my soul and besot its true love's claim,
girl, I knew no one could save me but you
  and so we played our wicked game.

Lying there next to you in the moonshine
  I did want for love but wanted more -
the feel and taste of that full bodied wine
  and a lock and key to your cellar door.

Your soft skin smelt of aloes and citrus -
  the smudge of fresh lipstick on your wineglass,
and what covet it was those lips to kiss -
  in wine there’s truth! In vino veritas!


                 Written: April 2013

                         For Les

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