You always

Wait for the right moment

To steal my heart

I never

 

You pour the rosé

In hopes I see

The apology unsaid

I drink the chardonnay

 

Sunset

Colors your view

Everything touched in pink

Like Sunrise

 

I’d rather sit dark

Dodging mosquitoes

Than listen to your lies

You in brilliant light

 

Come taste my wine

You say to me

I say to you

I like mine fine

 

Summer over

Wines were drunk

I leave your shallow self

Starting  Autumn

 

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