Words Of Wine

Call me poet call me fool
Words of wine I give to you
Some search for silver some for gold
You're the treasure I long to hold

Time is fleeting
So I've been told
Someday your memory will keep repeating
Words of wine and fill your soul

May the soft wind of summer caress your cheek
And one day again should we ever meet
Call me poet call me fool
Words of wine I give to you
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Posted: Sep 2014

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