Rich red wine,
Bitter like an acorn,
Ripe like a cherry,
Sparkling like a ruby.

The glass at my mouth,
The wine comes out,
Consuming my lips,
Just like a kiss.

My mouth is immersed
My tongue overwhelmed,
My senses on fire,
My soul is in love.

My insides are burning,
A warm toasty fire.
I lean back a moment
to remember this time.

I'll never forget,
This night that I'm sitting,
Here with my love,
and a glass of red wine.