Your reflection

I like how you reflect against my glass of wine.

Stick around and I might be intoxicated in time.

The Night was a Gypsy

A teasing gypsy was the night

She winked with the dawn

To disappear and tiptoe back at dusk

In the darkness, he felt utterly alone

And at the same time in her arms, she made him feel complete

She made him drunk, she was a wine

She made him forget, with her lustful touch

She provoked him to live, if only for so much.

Winter sun

Pour some wine upon the sun,

Let it smile foolishly.

Watch as it walks sleepily,

Hugging everyone.

Let it sing loudly - I am the winter sun !