You're my fire, call me your sand,
We create together like a hot music band,
transformed and formed into glass,
we're the ones that will bottled and hold the taste from the past,
Love thats picked and pressed like grapes,
we are turned into a divine and perfect, designed wines,
and together within each other on shelves
we're left to be better with time,
past to present ,labeled and signed ,18/49
Its a taste of love and delight combined, that brings the joys of us together
till the End of time,
within every beautiful,
Red and White wine.
©darko-dark
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