I’m in the Pink

I'm in the Pink

I’m in the Pink

Just as crushed grapes make the wine
So are our hearts as they entwined
But alcohol is good for sippin’
Here’s to you, my glass be tippin’

For yes, the grapes ferment and stink
And when I write, I’m in the pink
But what comes forth will make you dizzy
Whether you read or drink your fizzy

See, my Dear, effect’s the same
And love’s so deep it knows no blame
It’s nuts and crazy with such passion
I just feel numbness with the lashin’

Yes and No become as one
And still this rapture’s never done
Is it white or is it black?
I can’t tell, but don’t attack

I love you Dear no matter what
In you the door is never shut
I’ll know your mind forevermore
And I can’t help it to adore

It matters not that you’re attached
A brand new love could someday hatch
But yet for now I let you go
It is for her your love must show

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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