Cheers

The clink sound of our wine glasses kissing seems to be your favorite tune,

Blood from the grapes swimming in your mouth as you savor the taste,

Your red stained lips greet me in the middle of saying a word,

Is it the 13.5% that got you glancing in my direction?

Your eyes tells a story of a woman that wants to know whether my shoe size or height symbolizes much bigger things,

Let’s have a toast to your imagination,

I think I’ll keep my Hilfiger briefs on my waist for the night.

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